78. Angélique
78
Angélique
I look at him from between his thighs and if I had any doubts about the fact that what I’m about to do turns him on, the massive hard-on that is currently in front of me would quash any thought like that.
“Little Devil, you’re killing me. You’re so beautiful on your knees for me,” Elhyor says with hooded eyes.
He looks like a king in his chair, and I want nothing else than to make him feel like one, too.
I want to be a seductress, but I’m tentative at first, sliding my hands on his inner thighs before I finally reach for his cock. With my right hand, I circle the base of it and slowly stroke the underside, where all his piercings are.
I wonder how they’ll feel in my mouth.
I keep my left hand on his thigh, and without letting my eyes stray from Elhyor, I start to move my right hand. It doesn’t feel right, though. Something is missing.
Without missing a beat, I release his cock, bring my hand to my mouth, and spit on it before I grab him again.
This time, when I slide my hand around him, it glides smoothly, and I hold tighter as I move my hand up and down.
It’s not as easy as what I witnessed in the past, but that might be because of the piercings and so instead of just going up and down, I have to twist my wrist a bit, so my fingers don’t snag on the little pieces of metal.
“You’re doing so good, Little Wife,” Elhyor says. “It’s like your hands were made for me.”
I don’t realize that I stopped looking at Elhyor’s face until I hear him speak, and then all I can do is look at the pure lust I can see on his face.
It spurs me on, and still looking at him right in the eyes, I bend my head, stop my hand at the base of his cock and slowly lick the underside of his length.
I hear him take a harsh intake of air and then I circle the tip of his cock, slowly and torturously.
Looking at me, Elhyor looks like he’s holding his breath, wondering if I’m going to…
I kiss the tip of his cock and then slowly, so very slowly, I open my lips.
I let them slide around him until I reach the back of my throat and feel like I can’t breathe.
As if he can’t control himself, Elhyor reaches for my head and sets his hands at the back of my neck. He’s not pushing me to swallow him fully, but his hands are a thrilling reminder that he really wants me here.
I start moving my hand again as my lips slide around his cock.
This time, I don’t go slow or soft.
“You take me so well,” Elhyor praises. “I want to spill down your throat. I want to smear my cum all over your breasts and mark you as mine.”
Elhyor grows feral as my movements become faster and tighter around his cock. I’m bringing him to the back of my throat again and again.
I can hear him grunt in pleasure, but what I like the most are the little words of praise Elhyor keeps giving me and the way he looks at me, like he can’t believe I’m on my knees for him.
Tears are streaming down my cheeks, but I don’t care, because I can feel Elhyor coming undone under my hand and mouth, and there is nothing more powerful than to know I’m the one bringing this beast of a man to his knees.
Even if I’m the one on mine and they are starting to hurt like hell on the unforgiving stone floor of Elhyor’s office.
I don’t slow down or relent, and soon, I can feel his hands tighten at the back of my head, and I let him drive me down some more before he releases me again.
“I’m going to come,” he says between gritted teeth.
I release his cock from my mouth with a loud pop, and say, “I know,” before my lips wrap around his cock once again, going to the back of my throat as I twist my hand and squeeze. I swallow, my throat squeezing him more, and that seems to be Elhyor undoing as he comes with a roar that shakes the walls.
It sounds like the beast in him was closer to the surface than I thought.
I release his cock from my mouth, making sure I’m not losing any drops of his cum as I swallow, and give it a last long lick from base to tip, then I lick my lips and stand.
I’m meaning to leave him like that, but Elhyor isn’t having any of it.
I’m just up on my feet when he grabs me by the hips and drops me to his desk.
The glint I can see in his eyes is feral, but I’m still surprised when he shifts the tip of his index and middle finger into claws, and with a single move, tears my shirt into two parts down the center.
The shirt opens on its own, but that’s not what catches the eye of my wild dragon.
He looks at my leggings as if they’re a problem he needs to solve, but it doesn’t take him long before he shifts two fingers of his left hand, too, and at the same time brings them to the top of my leggings.
Carefully, he tears through them, from my hips to my knees, making sure to cut my panties in the process and not to cut my skin. I’m still going to end up with two bright red lines on top of my thighs once Elhyor is done with me, because, if I know him, me naked on his desk is only the beginning.
He looks at me with such hunger in his eyes, and then he drops back into his chair. He activates a button on the side of the chair, and then it’s almost to the ground and Elhyor comes back between my legs.
He doesn’t give me time to settle before he reaches for the pieces of leather still covering my lower half and tears them away.
“You’re so wet for me, Little Wife. I just need to taste you again,” he says on an exhale before he’s diving for my pussy like he is in a desert and it’s the freshest water.
He’s nothing like the tease I’ve been with him. No, he directly goes for my clit and sucks on it so hard that I almost see stars already.
He doesn’t ease up after that. He relentlessly licks my pussy, diving his tongue inside of it as if he could fuck it with his tongue and then goes back to my clit. From the way he starts licking it in small, fast movements, I know I’m about to see stars in minutes or even less.
And then he spears me with two fingers, fucking me hard and fast with them as he alternates between flicking my clit and sucking it and I can feel my orgasm start shaking my whole body.
He adds a third finger, and it’s like it sparks an inferno in my body; I black out from the sheer force of the pleasure raking my body.
When I open my eyes again, I’m panting and covered in sweat. My skin tingles from the strength of that orgasm, but Elhyor is not done with me.
I can see that his cock is hard again, and he doesn’t lose any time to grab my hips and force me to stand on shaky legs.
He kisses me with the same passion he was devouring my pussy with just a minute ago, and I can taste myself on his lips the same way he probably can taste himself on me.
This is highly erotic, and I can’t seem to get enough of it—of him.
Elhyor’s hands travel to my breasts then my shoulders as he keeps kissing me, getting rid of the scraps that used to be my shirt and bra before he’s back at squeezing my breasts. Then his lips leave mine, and he sucks my left nipple in his mouth, flicks his tongue over it, and switches to the other.
He does that a few times before coming back for a kiss.
Then abruptly, his lips aren’t on mine anymore, and he turns me so that I’m facing his desk and bends me over it.
I hear him sort through his top drawer for a condom.
His hands stroke my back until they reach my hips, and then, in a swift move, his cock is filling me completely.
“Oh god,” I say on an exhale. It’s not hurting anymore when he fills me now, but I still feel so full.
I think I’ll always feel full with him, and I have the distinct intuition that, even if he is my first, he might have ruined me for any other man already.
As if eating me out sated his cravings, Elhyor starts to move slowly inside of me, and all I can feel is how full I am and how wonderful those piercings feel inside of me.
Each time he pulls out and in again, it’s like I can feel the little metal balls that make up the sides of the ladder piercings push against my skin in the most delicious way.
He’s going slow, as if he wants to punish me for taunting him earlier, making me squirm under him as he strokes my body in languid caresses.
It feels like he has all the time in the world and just wants to worship my body. Even if I’m starting to feel like this isn’t enough, I still bask in the attention he is giving to my body.
“I wish you could see yourself like this,” Elhyor says, “you take me so well, Little Wife, and I can’t stop watching how your cunt so greedily swallows my cock.”
I can’t control myself. Just hearing him say things like this makes the pleasure coiling inside my body ten times stronger, and my pussy contracts at the rough tone Elhyor uses to dirty talk to me.
“Mmm, you like that when I tell you how good your cunt feels wrapped tightly around my cock,” he adds when he feels it.
He’s right, I love it, but I’m not about to tell him; he can feel it enough, especially when I contract again at the new words.
He seems to take it as a signal that my body is ready for more and he starts moving faster inside of me, and I can’t help the moans that escape me.
I sure as hell hope no one is in the vicinity of his office because they’re going to know for sure what is happening in here.
Ehyor’s hands come to grab me by the hips, his fingers digging into my skin as if he wants to imprint them there, and he starts pumping faster. He helps the movement by pulling at my hips, but he doesn’t need to because I’m all willing to help as my pleasure starts to build again.
He moves his right hand from my hip to my ass and squeezes. I can feel his thumb dangerously getting close to the crack of my ass, but I’m not sure what to think of it.
“Relax, Little Wife,” Elhyor says as his thumb strokes between my butt cheeks, “even if it feels absolutely amazing when you tense like this at the idea of my thumb entering your asshole, I’m not going to hurt you.”
I hear him suck in a breath, and then hot liquid drops on top of my ass. When I feel his thumb rub it in my skin, teasing my asshole in the meantime, I realize…
“Did you just spit on me?” I ask as I turn my face to him to see his answer.
He looks me in the eye and spits again, as he keeps pumping into my pussy and his thumb breaches my asshole.
“And I’ll do it again,” he says as he lets his thumb sink farther.
“Oh, god,” I mutter to myself. It stings a bit, but I feel even fuller than I did before now.
“Scream my name, not some nameless god,” Elhyor says as his thumb goes all the way in, “This body is mine, and I want you to know who is owning it right now, so say my name, Little Wife.”
His last sentence sounds like a desperate command, almost like a plea.
He sounds like he’s coming undone, and I want nothing else than to give him what he wants.
With his left hand, he reaches between my legs as he keeps pumping into my pussy and ass in tandem with his cock and thumb, and when he finds my clit and starts rubbing it, too, it becomes too much.
I’m a ball of sensations—my skin is too tight to hold all my pleasure—and I burst into a million pieces as I scream his name.
“Elhyor!!!”
I’m vaguely aware that Elhyor keeps pumping inside of me and that his hands are still very much teasing me, but it’s like my orgasm refuses to stop, and my body keeps riding waves after waves of pleasure.
It doesn’t stop even when Elhyor finally cums, screaming my name as he does.
He removes his thumb and sags against my back, still inside of me.
I feel a kiss against my shoulder and then another one.
“Sometime soon, this ass is going to be mine too,” Elhyor whispers in my ear, and I can’t help the shudder that goes through my body at his words.
If this is the kind of orgasm I get with just a thumb inside of my ass, I’m not sure I’m going to survive something more.