Chapter 23 #3
Her breathing grows more shallow. “Fuck, Elliot. Don’t stop.”
“I can feel your pussy tightening around my fingers, baby. You wanna come like this? Or do you wanna come on my cock again?”
Her eyes darken as she says, “Your cock. I want that piercing inside me again.”
I release her from my hold and she twists around, straddling me as water sloshes out of the tub. But her eyes never leave mine. She lines herself up to me and slowly slides down, adjusting to my size until she can take me all the way in.
My head falls back against the rim of the tub. “Holy fuck, Dilynne.”
Her forehead lands on my shoulder as she wraps her arms around my neck and rides me. “So fucking good. Jesus, that piercing is amazing.”
I lift her head up by her chin, forcing her to look at me. “Use me, Dilynne. Fucking ride me until you scream.”
Our eyes remain locked as she moves her hips, up and down, bracing for her release. With my other hand, I reach between us and rub her clit, helping her get there.
“Oh shit…” she moans.
“That’s it, baby. Come all over me.”
Her eyes roll back in her head as she lets out a scream that echoes around the bathroom and watching her come undone like this pulls me over the edge with her.
“Fuuuuuck,” I grate out as I fill her over and over, urging her to keep moving until she’s milked me of every last drop.
Dilynne falls forward against me once her orgasm has subsided and I hold her there, waiting for my heart rate to return to normal as well.
“I think I’m hungry now,” she mumbles against my shoulder, making me laugh.
“Worked up an appetite, huh?”
When she lifts her head and our eyes meet, the urge to never let her out of this tub washes over me.
Fuck. I never stood a chance, especially now that I know what it feels like to be intimate with her.
“The truth is, I was hungry when you got here earlier, but there’s nothing I hate more than a cold bath.”
“Is that so? Your choice has nothing to do with my promise to make you come again?”
She shrugs as she moves to stand up, but I pull her back down, making water splash everywhere. “What the hell, Elliot?”
I hold her head against mine, softly brushing my lips against hers. “Admit that you wanted my cock again, Dilynne.”
“Why?”
“So I know I’m not the only one who wants this,” I say, a little too vulnerably.
Our eyes stay locked. “Fine. I wanted this.”
“No. That’s not what I asked you to say.”
Her glare turns annoyed. “I admitted I want this. Why does it matter which words I use?”
I pull her bottom lip between my teeth as she lets out a little mewl. “Because I want to hear you talk about my cock. Tell me how good it was, tell me that you’ve never come that hard before, and then I’ll let you eat.”
I reach between us and rub my finger along her clit again, making her shiver as she closes her eyes. “Fine. I wanted your cock.”
“What else?”
“And you’re right. No man has ever made me come that hard.”
“Look at me when you say that.”
Her eyes pop open, but the fear I see in them nearly unravels me. “It’s true.”
I want to argue, to make her say exactly what I want to hear, but I can sense that this conversation is getting to be way too fucking vulnerable for her, so I relent. “Thank you. Now, let’s feed you.”
After we get out of the tub, get some clothes on, and I clean up the water on the bathroom floor with several towels, I find Dilynne in her kitchen pulling the onion rings I brought for her from the air fryer.
“I’m fully convinced that air fryers are man’s greatest invention. Only second to vibrators.” She taps her chin. “Although, I’m fairly certain a woman invented the vibrator because most men can’t handle competing with a toy, so I guess that argument doesn’t work.”
Laughing, I approach her and pull her into my chest. She peers up at me with a smirk on her lips. “Bust your toys out next time, Dilynne, and I’ll show you a man who knows they’re teammates, not competition.”
“Next time, huh?”
I capture her lips with mine. “If you think I’m done fucking you, then you haven’t been paying attention to anything I’ve been saying.”
Her face grows serious. “Words don’t mean anything without actions to back them up, Elliot. I learned that the hard way, and if memory serves me correctly, so have you.”
I study every line in her face before replying. “Trust is a big deal to you, isn’t it?”
“It’s the most important detail in any relationship as far as I’m concerned.”
I dip my mouth down to hers, trying to reassure her with my lips that she can trust me, but I know better than to think one night of honesty is enough to break through this woman’s armor.
In fact, after Tori’s betrayal, my need for trust runs so deep that it’s one thing Dilynne and I actually see eye to eye on.
When we part, she sighs. “Why did you do that, Elliot?”
“Because I fucking wanted to, and for once, I’m not holding myself back from what I want.”
“And what if you change your mind?”
“Do you think that’s what I’m going to do?”
“I don’t know any differently.”
Cupping her face, I reply, “Then I guess it’s time that I change that.”