Chapter Thirty-Two
Dela
His hands were all over my body as he carried me, trying to grab my breasts but also slipping back to squeeze my ass. His heated touch woke my own fires, the heat rising to match what I could see swirling in his eyes.
It felt good to be desired by someone like him.
It emboldened me, spreading confidence through my body.
I reached down between us, pressing my hand against his pants, feeling his cock bulging against it, straining hard.
For me. I traced the large outline with one finger while I stared up at him, watching every twitch of his face, every flare of light from his eyes.
By the time he all but kicked down the door to his room, his pants had no room left in them. He spun and pinned me to the wall with his body, my feet wrapped around his waist still, while he undid his pants.
“In a rush much?” I teased between fiery kisses.
“Not at all,” he growled, setting me down to the floor. His hand took my wrist and guided my fingers to his cock. “But you started this problem. Now do something about it.”
That command, followed by gentle pressure on my shoulders, had me dropping to a squat in front of him immediately.
His cock was sticking straight out at my face, and I lazily ran my tongue along the underside, feeling the little flap of skin at the base of his head ripple back and forth as I teased it.
Ember groaned, and his eyes rolled back into his skull while his cock swelled in my grip.
I squeezed tightly around the base as I worked my tongue and then my lips over the head until it was slick with saliva. Ember groaned and grabbed a fistful of my hair, pushing me down, forcing my lips to wrap around his shaft as I went deeper.
“Fuck!” he cried, realizing I could take him deep.
Thank you, minimal gag reflex. I ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft as my lips slid back toward the head.
I gently rolled his balls between my hand, secretly loving the way they felt.
They were just so weird but also fun, and the shudder they produced from Ember when I touched them increased my arousal.
I needed my pants off, I decided and started to unbutton them while I sucked his cock, my ears filling with his sounds of pleasure.
The door was still open, and anyone could walk in at any time, but I didn’t care anymore.
I was too wrapped up in slobbering all over his dick while taking my pants off because there was only one thing running through my mind.
What he was going to feel like inside me. My underwear was all but ruined, the heat from my pussy practically burning my hand as I tugged it all to my ankles awkwardly. It wasn’t easy to do while keeping a dick in my mouth, but I tried my hardest.
Ember reached down, grabbed me by the waist, and lifted me from the floor. He somehow plunked me on the edge of the couch, my head the other way with my bare ass and pussy facing him.
And then he crouched and ran his tongue over me, tasting me fully.
I moaned and nearly fell over, my ankles still tangled up in my pants and thong.
It was not sexy, but Ember didn’t care. His tongue was too busy exploring my pussy and clit, flicking me from behind while I kneeled bent over, unable to move.
I was helpless before the onslaught of his mouth, and he loved it that way, eating me with abandon.
“Fuck, Ember, oh my god!” I thought that was what I was moaning, but everything went black when he sank two fingers into my pussy and started fingering me while he licked my clit over and over and over again.
His growl acted like a mini vibrator, and I shivered each time he did it. Until I could take it no more, and I cried out, shaking hard and coming against his tongue and fingers.
“Oh my god,” I moaned, falling onto my side on the couch, unable to hold myself up. I’d needed that more than I knew.
Ember stripped off my pants and then his shirt.
I made sure to find the energy to twist my head to admire his thick, powerful body.
Every muscle was perfectly defined as he crouched in front of me.
The only thing he left on was a necklace that dangled from a black chain.
It was a flat representation of a dragon, surrounded by a metal ring.
The dragon was fixed to the ring at the wings, snout, and tail, sort of hanging in the middle of it.
“I want you,” he said, his eyes blazing with fire, inhuman in their coloring, pulling me away from his necklace. “Right now, Dela. I want to take you.”
I squeaked. Also not sexy. But apparently good enough for him because he gripped his cock around the base and lined it up with my sopping wet hole. He glanced at me one last time before looking down to watch as he plunged inside me.
“Holy fuck!” I cried, clutching his wrists, where he held me pinned to my side, my ass hanging off the couch while he filled my pussy with his rock-hard dick.
He didn’t go fast, or slow. He was steady, in and out, filling me and leaving, a teasing withdrawal that made me whimper. I wanted him back. No, I needed him back inside me. I wanted my walls to be stretched by his thick shaft until he was all the way inside me.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he rumbled, kissing me harder, only his hips moving, while the rest of him was on top of me, his muscle and weight pinning me to the couch. It was fucking hot. Literally. I was sweating as he fucked me, my entire body breaking out.
It made things slicker as our bodies meshed together.
At some point, he pulled me from the couch, twisted us around, and lay down on it.
I settled on top of him, my hands on his pecs, and slowly lowered my pussy onto him.
Then I was the one in control. I rocked my hips back and forth against him, and he groaned each time.
“You need to take this off,” he ordered, lifting my shirt over my head. I started to reach for the bra, but he slid one hand behind my back and had it off in a heartbeat. I grinned and let the straps slide down my shoulders while still keeping the cups pressed to my breasts.
Teasing him.
He didn’t like that and, with a deep growl, pulled it free, almost roughly.
I gasped and then moaned as he sat up, his abs contracting deliciously beneath me.
His mouth settled around one of my nipples, and his hands held my arms behind my back.
I was on top. I should have been in control. But I wasn’t.
I was his. He had me at his mercy and could do whatever he wanted with me. He eventually lay back down, lifting me by the waist, and thrusting up into me. He grunted, and I moaned, letting my head fall back, while he watched my tits bounce wildly.
He was good, really good. With a quick adjustment of his hips to change the angle, he started rubbing his head against my G-spot, and I came nearly instantly, curling forward, holding on to his chest while I contracted hard around him.
Harder than I was expecting. I felt my juices running down the inside of my leg as I gasped for breath.
That only seemed to excite Ember more. He rolled me onto my back, lifted me from the floor, and carried me—his twitching cock still deep inside me—to the bedroom, where he flung me down on the bed like I was a ragdoll.
With a growl, he pounced, locking my arms above my head while his lips sucked and even gently nibbled on my nipples, making me shudder as he built fresh arousal in me. When his cock slid back between my lips, I melted into the bed, my entire body going limp.
“Fucking hell, you feel good,” I hissed as he sat back on his calves and started thrusting.
“So tight,” he grunted. “So close.”
His thumb slid down my leg and rubbed my clit, moving in circles around it, driving me wild, while he thrust in as deep as he could go.
“Do you like this?” he asked, his free hand sliding up from my breasts toward my throat, fingers gripping either side.
I nodded, clutching his wrist. I fucking loved it. I didn’t care what others said. I already knew I would come hard as his fingers tightened. He knew what he was doing, too, not pushing down on top but using his fingers instead.
Between his cock, playing with my clit, and choking me, I came hard in seconds, my back arching up, my vision going dark from more than just closing my eyes. I shook and writhed, but he held me still. Pinning me. Showing me who was in control.
However, he didn’t stop. His hips crashed into mine, and he leaned over me, still playing with my clit, still choking me.
His eyes were big and wild, and I watched as they filled with new fire, yellow-red flame eclipsing everything.
It was the hottest thing, and I felt myself rushing to yet another climax.
Only he was going to join me. His face screwed up, and his grunts grew deeper. A moment later, I felt his cock swell. He filled me with each stroke, and the shocking heat of it sent me over the edge. I jerked and twisted, but his body held me in place, preventing me from doing anything more.
We eventually collapsed onto the bed, both breathing hard. I couldn’t believe that things had ended up that way. It was not how I’d imagined it going at all when I’d come back to see him again.
It was better.
“By the way,” I said, rolling over and giving him a drowsy smile, my mind still in a warm fog. “Thank you for making the first move.”
“What? Kissing you?” Ember said, still lying on his back, looking up at the ceiling, seeing something else. Knowing where his eyes had been glued, it was probably my tits bouncing as he fucked me. Which was okay. I liked knowing that he thought about me.
“The flowers,” I said, smacking him playfully on the arm. “They were wonderful. I probably wouldn’t have had the courage to return if you hadn’t sent them.”
Ember’s face scrunched up, and he propped himself up on an elbow, looking at me, puzzled. “What flowers?”