Pent-Up Emotions #2
“What’s on your mind?” I ask, forcing one arm out of his hold and reaching up to brush his hair off his face, but he grabs my wrist and pins it to the bag behind me before I manage to even touch him.
“I could help you,” I whisper seductively, my eyes raking down those delicious abs. “It could mean nothing…”
I see the complex emotions in his eyes and call on my aura, causing my shadowy aura to brush down his abdomen.
“I’m not doing this with you,” he says roughly.
“And yet I’m the one you’ll envision when you get yourself off, so why not let me take care of you? I think you deserve that much after defeating a primordial,” I counter softly.
His eyes narrow, and I pull free from his hold, only for his fingers to tangle in my hair. “I am fighting with my self-control, Darling. If you push me, I will lose control,” Jayce warns me.
I lean into him, my entire body aching with desire, the need to give him what he wants consuming me.
“Then lose control,” I whisper, running my hand down his abs, loving how he tenses beneath my touch.
There’s something about seeing this man who is always in control lose it. That is such a turn-on… Our noses touch, and I tilt my head, letting my lips brush his. His entire body is tense, but his dick throbs against my stomach.
He doesn’t kiss me back, but he doesn’t need to… His grip on me has loosened. I drop to my knees, my fingers going to his pants.
Every breath he takes makes his abs flex, sweat trickling down them as I untie his pants and slide them down. My core throbs at the sight of his rock-hard cock.
“We shouldn’t-”
I cut him off, flicking my tongue along his smooth tip, a soft moan escaping my lips at the taste of his pre-cum.
Gods, he’s delicious.
One of his hands goes to the punching bag behind me, his other hand tangling into my hair tightly. I wrap my hand around the base of his shaft.
Dragging my eyes away from his cock and towards the door, I murmur a spell to keep the door from opening, in case someone tries to walk in on us. I then turn my full attention back to the god before me.
I run my hand over the full length of his manhood before I tilt my head and place my tongue at the base of his shaft, dragging my tongue along the entire length.
He curses, his grip tightening in my hair.
I flick the tip before running my tongue along every inch, base to tip, as I fondle his balls that are hard.
I can tell from the way his jaw is clenched, from the burning blue of his eyes, that he’s struggling to control himself.
Will he ask?
Maybe he needs a little encouragement.
I flick the tip of his cock, and he yanks my head backwards, forcing me to look up at him. “If you’re going to do this, stop playing. Open that pretty little mouth and take my cock like the good little whore you are,” he commands roughly.
My eyes darken, desire surging through me. Fuck, when he talks to me like that…
With pleasure, I say through the mind-link before I wrap my mouth around his cock and suck hard as I take it all in to the base, relaxing my throat, but still, I almost choke and slide him out.
Fuck yes. I suck harder, hungry for more – for him.
I hear him groan above me, the pleasure consuming him.
I keep going, sliding him in and out at a rhythm that’s driving him crazy, and it’s not long before he’s meeting me, thrusting into my mouth harder and deeper each time.
My own pussy is soaking wet as I throat his cock, fondling his balls with my hand, the other hand braced on his thigh.
“That’s it… Fuck, I’m close,” he mutters huskily. “Fuck!” he curses when I suck hard, suctioning my cheeks to fit around him tightly. He goes harder and faster, and I can barely breathe, the speed making my eyes tear up as he slams himself down my throat again and again.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” he says roughly.
Good, I want you to come in my mouth, Handsome, I murmur through the mind-link as our eyes meet. Red against blue. His soften slightly, and then he’s cupping me by the back of my neck as he slams into my mouth, delivering a few brutal thrusts before he shoots his load down my throat.
I pull back, just enough so I can swallow his load.
I suck on his cock before he pulls out, a bit of cum trickling down from the corner of my mouth.
His eyes are fixed on me, his brows knitted in a frown as he catches his breath, his other hand still braced on the punching bag behind me.
I let go of his cock, catching my breath.
He releases my hair and wipes his cum from the corner of my mouth with his thumb before slipping it into my mouth.
I suck on it gently, cleaning it before he slips it out and steps back, pulling up his pants. We’re both staring at one another, but neither of us says anything. I don’t know what to say, and neither does he.
He looks away before he turns and begins walking towards the door, raking his fingers through his hair. I whisper the spell to unlock the door as I get to my feet. My mouth still feels bruised and sore, but I feel so full despite still being so turned on.
I stare at the door that swings shut after him.
I don’t know what we are right now, but our connection is undeniable, and we are slowly closing the gap between us.
Of that, I am certain.