Chapter 10
Ihad to admit that Elara was fucking enticing, but I couldn’t enjoy her how I wanted. Waiting for that other shoe to drop. Plus, I needed to be careful of her arm. She’d taken pain medication while we were out, so she should be good for a few more hours before she passed out. I didn’t want to take the chance, so I hurried to check on the numbers for the day before coming back.
When I walked into the bedroom, she was lying on the bed, fast asleep wearing nothing but her bra and panties. Fuck if it didn’t make me harder. She slightly spread her legs, teasing me about what lay between them. I already knew. She was responsive and sensitive. Who couldn’t fucking enjoy that?
I kissed over the cheeks of her ass before biting the juicier and fuller parts. Her moans started low and lazy. I knew she was trying to wake up, but her brain fought against that theory. While kissing along her lower back, I prepared my dick for entry while pulling her panties over the roundness of her ass. I tossed the empty foil that once held the condom I now wore to the floor. Teasing her wet pussy until she begged with her body was easy. I tapped her clit with the head of my dick until she squirmed. Over and under. She was juicy, coating my hand with her nectar, but it wasn’t time to fuck. Hot and cold, remember?
I kissed up her spine, and over her shoulders, unhooking her bra before biting her neck. She trembled when I held her head in place to keep my targeted spot in position. The more I sucked and used my teeth to scathe her skin, the more she convulsed. I drowned out her cries as I focused on just the taste of her. Sliding along her folds was too easy now that she was soaked. It was all for me, and I reveled in it. One word pulled me from my thoughts that she chanted.
“Come… Come... Come...”
“What are you yelling about?” I whispered in her ear.
“Caesar, please!”
I growled. “You can have whatever you want if you keep begging like that.”
I could hear her desperation in every word as she continued to beg.
“Please fuck me!”
Easily, I’d be able to enter her fast and deep. I didn’t want that. I wanted to make her suffer. Slow, easy, and deep. I had all night, and that meant so did she. She gripped the sheets on the bed as I eased inside. The sweetest moan slipped from her lips. Appreciative. Her hips rose, and she took all of me inside. I slapped her ass, and she purred. I swore it would be the death of me. Something about it made me want to bring out that kitten that wanted to play.
She lay flat on the bed, with her arm supported at her side, and I sunk in and out of her so easily. Wet. Ready. She tried to grip me to pull me back inside, but she lubricated us too well to hold on to me. I kissed her up and over to tease her lips. She arched her head back, giving me access to tease her mouth. I kissed her just as slowly as the sex she was getting. I pulled away from her mouth and gripped her hips as I savored her cunt with each thrust.
“Good, good pussy.”
“Mhm…” She moaned.
“Take me.”
“Yes!”
She spread her legs wider, and I bottomed out inside of her. Every thick inch was within her walls, and I flexed my hips but barely moved. I used the tighter grip to masturbate inside of her. As I bucked, she jerked. I couldn’t hold back anymore, so I didn’t. I pulled out and flipped her over when I entered her once more. Legs spread wide. I pulled her body into mine as I ground my hips into hers. Spasms rocked her body, and I continued to take from her body more than what she knew she could. She threw her head back, lost in sensations while screaming for me not to stop. I wasn’t. The shit was good, and I planned to get my fill of her. I was on the brink, but I had all night. Plus, she was mine for the moment. There was no need to rush. She wasn’t going anywhere.
“What are you doing to me?!” She yelled.
I groaned and grunted. “Keeping my promise. I told you we were just getting started.”
From her whimpering and sobbing. I knew that she’d gotten more than she’d bargained for. That wasn’t my problem, and I didn’t sugarcoat it either.
“Next time you show up on a date with me make sure that I get that kiss, alright? If you don’t, make sure that you’re prepared for the consequences.”
“I kissed you.” She whined.
“No… you didn’t. Not when I needed you to. Doesn’t matter, though. I’m not finished with you yet.”
She grabbed the pillow above her head and bit down into it as she screamed. Each time she came, it created another layer of sweat and determination in me. I would hold back until she just couldn’t take it anymore. Hot and cold, remember?
Her body held me firmly, spent. I rocked my hips, gradually speeding up the pace until my body took over. I gripped her tightly as I released while inside her, and I pumped each spurt into her. Relief took hold in a mind-shattering experience that made my muscles tense so tightly that the pain burned into pleasure. Fucking perfect! Needing air and space to breathe, I rolled over onto the bed, gulping as much in as possible.
“You were trying to kill me.” She mumbled hoarsely.
“Yeah.” I chuckled. “I was.”
She mumbled something that I couldn’t decipher.
“I should call you kitten.”
“What? Why?!” She raised her head to voice her objection.
“Because you purr, that’s reason enough.”
She threw her head back into the pillow, making me chuckle. “Baby girl, I’ll call you whatever I want.”
“Mhm…” But it didn’t count since I knew she was already falling back asleep. I’d save this argument for another day. Because well, I wasn’t ready to let her go. Now I needed to persuade Torin of that.
Since we were flying up to meet him in two days to figure things out with Sam, it was the perfect opportunity to do it. Sam was also going out of town to handle some things and we’d agreed to talk when we were all back to talk next steps. It was easy to feel between the three of us. I hoped that Torin would feel it too.