Chapter 14 - Amber #3
At first, she had no idea what he was talking about.
Then he slid down until his head was between her thighs.
He flashed her a wicked grin, and she twitched when his fingers trailed further down, his thumb finding her clit.
She sucked in a breath that almost masked his chuckle.
Then he lowered his head, and her entire back went rigid, her eyes growing wide as his tongue ran along her slit.
No one had eaten her out before. Eric had insisted that she suck him off on a regular basis, but had never felt the need to reciprocate. It felt incredible. Every brush of his tongue seemed to set her body alight. She sighed, sinking into the sensation, letting it wash over her.
Then his tongue slipped inside her. Her eyes flew open, and she gasped.
She could hear him chuckle when she twitched and reacted to every little motion.
She let out a moan as his tongue flicked across her clit, her entire body seizing with each movement.
Her fingers tightened on the bedsheets, her back beginning to arch.
Her breathing grew ragged, and her mind went blank.
Finally, he raised his head, watching her.
Their eyes met, and her heart seemed to pound even faster.
For a moment, they simply looked at one another.
His thumb pressed against her clit and began flicking back and forth.
Slowly at first, almost gently, then faster.
Every brush sent new spasms of craving rippling through, compounding on one another, swelling to the point it was close to unbearable.
She could sense herself growing close to the edge, about to tip into oblivion. Her groans grew higher in pitch. That sensation, that need for release, swelled exponentially until it was nearly unbearable. It kept cresting, and she waited for that wave of pleasure to crash over her, to—
Cillian stopped, and she twisted to look down at him. He gave a wicked smirk, his hand still grasping her thigh. His other thumb began to flick her clit, taunting her, sending more spasms of need through her.
“I’m not through with you just yet,” he teased, that gleam in his eyes still present.
Amber scowled. “You assh—”
He pressed his lips to hers once more, smothering the insult. She could taste herself, and that only seemed to excite her more. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him tight against her. That heat between her thighs kept growing.
He propped himself up on his arms. Not taking his eyes off her, he pressed the tip of his cock against her slit, pushing just enough so she could feel it, but not enough to slide through.
He stayed like that for a long moment, smirking down at her.
He pushed a little harder, and she twitched at the touch.
She wanted him inside her, needed him inside her. Why was he holding back?
“Please,” she moaned.
That evil smirk dancing on his face grew wider. His eyes sparked.
“Please what?” he teased. His thumb returned to her clit, toying with it, each flick of his finger fueling the heat.
She glared. “You know what.”
“Hmm.” His thumb stopped moving, pressing down on her clit, slowly adding more pressure. “I do. But it’s more fun when you beg for it.”
“Jerk,” she said.
He tsked, and his thumb vanished. “I guess you don’t want it that much, then,” he mused.
She couldn’t take it. That need for release was nearly overwhelming. Her heart pounding, her body twitching with need.
“Please fuck me,” she said.
That was all it took. He slammed into her.
She moaned, every thrust sending her closer to the edge, that heat and need building inside her again.
Her legs hooked around him, her hips bucking in time with his thrusts.
She could feel herself growing close again, sliding to the edge.
She tried to hold onto that sensation, to savor it, even as she knew it wouldn’t last.
Each thrust seemed more intense than the last. The only thing that mattered was Cillian and him pushing in and out of her.
Finally, just as it was about to become too much for her, he gave one more thrust, and she fell over the edge. She screamed, her back arching, hips bucking as ecstasy and release washed over her.
Cillian kept pumping, not stopping as her orgasm continued, her muscles clenching around his cock.
A minute later, she could feel him finish inside her, his thrusts slowing to a halt.
He hovered above her, searching her face, checking to make sure she was still okay.
She smiled sleepily up at him. After a moment, he slid out of her and lay beside her on the bed.
They stayed silent for a long moment while her mind reeled. She felt like she needed to say something, only she didn’t know exactly what that might be.
“You all right?” he asked, reaching out to stroke her hair.
She nodded, smiling up at him. Her release seemed to have eradicated all her anxiety and the myriad thoughts plaguing her, replacing them with a pleasant sleepiness that seemed to cradle her.
He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close against him so she could nestle in the crook of his arm. Her eyes fluttered shut just as he kissed the top of her head.
She drifted back to sleep, and this time, she didn’t have a single nightmare.