Chapter 7 What Happens in Vegas
WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS
Eli
I keep my arm around her and walk forward while digging into my pocket for the key. “Lucky for you, we don’t have far to go.”
“Seriously? You’re across the hall from Jackson? That’s too close. He’ll find out,” she whispers as if he might hear.
“Worried you’ll be heard across the hallway?”
“Well… yeah. Aren’t you?”
Walking her backward into the room, I close the door before answering, “Normally, I would be, especially since I plan to have you screaming all night, but since he’ll be dead to the world until morning, I’m not concerned in the slightest. Now, where were we, sexy?
” I grip her head and continue where we left off outside before lifting the strap to the small clutch she’s wearing and letting it drop to the floor.
Now that we’re safely behind closed doors, nothing stops me from reaching down to slide the sexy tight dress she’s wearing up to her waist.
Watching this girl all night has been killing me.
So many times I had to tamp down my possessiveness and stop myself from stomping over to stake my claim.
Her sexy body gyrating all night to the beat of the music was more than I could take, and while she was busy dancing, I was envisioning all the filthy things I planned on once she gave in, which was going to be tonight, one way or another.
“Fuck, Cici. No panties?” I grab both globes of her ass and squeeze, loving the feel. Damn, I can’t wait to play out all the fantasies I’ve had for the last few months, and this rear end has starred in quite a few.
“Can’t with this dress.”
“Guess you just saved yourself a pair, then,” I say right before I bring my fingers straight to her core and plunge two in with no pretense.
“Oh God.” Her head goes back as she thrusts her hips forward for more.
I’ll give her exactly what she wants. Fast, thorough, rough, and hard.
We were made for each other in the bedroom.
Hell, I’m pretty sure we were made for each other out of it, too, but she refuses to entertain the idea, so if this is all I can get for now, then I’ll fucking take it.
“Damn, baby, I can’t wait to fuck you. You’ve kept me waiting way too long for this pussy.”
“Sorry, so sorry. No more waiting.” She’s quivering around my fingers already.
I could have her coming in seconds, but I think I’ll drag it out. It’s almost as much of a disappointment for me to pull my hand away as it is for her, except I know what’s coming, so I can take it.
“Eli…,” she whines as I pull out.
“Hmmm, I think it’s only fair you’re left wanting after the past few months I’ve endured, don’t you?”
“Please…. I said I’m sorry.”
“You’re going to be—I can promise you that.
” With that, I bend down and sling her over my shoulder with her ass in the air.
I can’t resist giving it a hard slap on the way to the bed to pull out the first scream of the night.
“That’s it, baby. Keep them coming. If your voice isn’t hoarse by tomorrow, I haven’t done my job. ”
She lets out another small squeal when I toss her onto her back. Every sound from her lips makes my dick pulse with need. It might be time for a quick release before I torture her anymore.
After removing her shoes, I move to my own, then undress fully while she observes, biting her lip. She goes to take her dress off, but that’s not happening.
“No, leave it. This is my night. You do what I say when I say it. If you’re a good girl, you’ll be taken care of. If you’re bad, well… we’ll see what happens. And since I’ve been deprived for so long, I need some relief before we go any further.”
“It is your turn in the grand scheme of things, but I’m sure you haven’t bottled it all up for me. It’s not like you’re a monk or anything.”
God, that smart mouth is trouble. Do I expose how deep my obsession goes or play it cool?
Fuck it. That hasn’t seemed to do anything for me so far, so starting at her ankles, I slowly caress up her legs and pause with my hands on her hips.
With my thumbs pressing into the crease between her thighs, I lean forward to look her in the eyes.
“Do you really think I’ve been able to fuck another pussy while yours has been so close for the last four months?”
Her eyes go wide in shock. “What? You seriously haven’t had sex with anyone while I’ve been home?”
Instead of answering, my hands continue to slide up, taking the dress with me as I go.
The minute it slides over her bare breasts, I’m almost diverted from my plan.
It takes everything to rein myself in and keep going.
But it does make me pause for a detour. Instead of removing the dress entirely, I leave the neck in place, only bringing the bottom up to cover her face and pin her arms straight up with the tightness of the fabric around them.
“Eli, what are you doing? I can barely breathe,” she says huskily, blindfolded by the fabric.
“You’ll be okay for a minute. Long enough for me to sample these babies before I give you a taste of something.” That should give her something to chew on for a minute.
My tongue flicks her nipple twice before I take the whole thing in and suck as hard as I can.
God, having her in my mouth makes me want to suckle her like a baby while the other breast fits perfectly in my hand.
She’s so fucking soft and plump, I could stay here all night.
Instead, I stay a few more minutes, moving from one breast to the other, massaging, squeezing, sucking, and licking while grinding my dick against her swollen pussy.
Cici’s telling sounds are what bring me to stop, however, because if I’m not mistaken, she’s close to climaxing, and that’s not happening yet.
“Dammit, Eli. You can’t keep doing this to me.” She wiggles, trying to work the dress up. Unfortunately for her, it’s tight enough that she won’t get anywhere unless I help.
“Oh, I definitely can, and I plan on doing it quite a few more times. Serves you right for what you’ve put me through.”
“How many times do I have to say I’m sorry?”
“As many as it takes until I’ve forgotten what you’re sorry for.
You have a long way to go, baby. And right now, you have some making up to do.
” I sit up and move the dress over her head to uncover her face but leave it around her arms so they remain secure, and luckily, it’s tight enough to do the job.
“You ready to use that mouth to show me you’re sorry instead of telling me?”
The way her eyes glaze over is all the answer I need. I crawl up until my cock nudges her lips, my knees on either side of her face. My hands find hers while supporting my upper body as I look to the glorious sight below me.
“Open up, baby. Prove you’re as good at sucking cock as I remember.”
She licks her lips and then opens wide as I slowly slide in. Fuuuck. “Lucky for you, this probably won’t take long, but I won’t go easy on you. I’m teaching this mouth a lesson. Maybe you’ll think twice before telling me no next time, huh?” I ask as I retract and push in at a leisurely pace.
She whimpers in response, her hips undulating in desire.
“I bet you wish you had your hands free to touch yourself, don’t you? Is your pussy desperate? Good, you need a taste of how my cock’s felt ever since you came back. Everything it wanted, within reach, but no satisfaction.”
Her eyes squeeze shut at the same time as her legs.
This is pure torture for her and fucking paradise for me.
I’ve never experienced anyone close to Cici in the bedroom, and I’m not sure how I’ve held off this long.
But now that I’ve confirmed my memory wasn’t exaggerated, I don’t think I’ll be refraining from here on out.
“All right, baby, you’re too damn sexy to hold back any longer. Take a deep breath.” I pull out for a second so she can breathe before sliding back in. A groan escapes from the feel of her slick tongue on my cock.
“Fuck, Cici, your mouth is like heaven. I’ve missed this.
” I can’t hold myself back from quickening the pace as my pleasure intensifies.
My hips start moving naturally, fucking her face as I would her pussy, hitting the back of her throat.
“Open that throat for me, baby. Take me in.” My grunts match each thrust, and her occasional gag only encourages me more.
“That’s it, baby. You take my cock so fucking good.” My eyes are locked on my cock sliding in and out.
Knowing I’m close, I pull out to let her breathe. One breath, two, then three before I plunge back in and hold it deep, feeling the sweep of her soft tongue back and forth.
“I’m almost there, fuck. You ready for me?
” I pump twice more. “Oh God. I’m coming.
Fuuuck… fuck, fuck.” My hips buck with each pulse.
“That’s it, baby, suck it down. Fuck. Yes.
Uhhhh.” The last pulse shoots down her throat, and I pull out, letting her catch her breath while I catch mine.
“Holy mother of God, I haven’t orgasmed like that since the last time I came in your mouth.
Christ, woman. You’ve seriously wrecked me. ” I flop to the side, panting.
“Well, good, because I’m dying over here. Are you going to free my arms now?”
“Negative. Let’s go for round two,” I say while internally laughing, hopping up to grab a warm washcloth from the bathroom.
“What? You’re joking.”
This time, I chuckle out loud. I certainly wouldn’t turn down a repeat performance.
However, I’m not a sadist, and her mouth needs a rest—along with some care.
“No, but I’m not undoing your arms. I’m not even close to done with you yet.
” I return and gently clean around her mouth, messy from drool and cum.
As soon as I’m finished, my little spitfire keeps prodding. “What’s next on the agenda, then? An orgasm for Cici?”