I panted with an odd kind of frustration.
Dipping his thumb into my wetness, he pressed on my clit, and I lost any remaining decorum.
“Oh, God!” I threw my head back. My fingers scratching at his shoulders.
His smile was Hades itself. “That’s it, little mouse. Don’t fight it.”
My nickname tightened my muscles yet again. Mouse. Past blended with present. Innocence plaited with lust.
Up and up, I soared.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
I pulled him closer. Needing his heat. Needing him near.
Elder let me clutch him. His leg locked around mine, his fingers losing any hint of soft and driving into me with grim severity.
His cock wedged on my hip, throbbing beneath the material. “You have no idea how much I want to stick this inside you, Pim, but for your sake, I’m going to wait until you’re dripping fucking wet and coming down from an orgasm you’ve never felt before.” His nose skimmed mine. “Isn’t that fair of me? Nice of me?”
I nodded crazily.
So fair.
So nice.
More.
More.
More.
Grabbing my wrists with his free hand, he slammed them once again above my head. Pinned to the mattress by his hands, hips, legs, and erection, I was completely helpless, hopeless, and utterly at his discretion.
His sharp thrusts increased in ferocity, unashamedly bruising me with his desire to dry-hump himself into bliss.
I gulped as his throat worked hard, his hair falling over one eye as he pressed his forehead against my temple. “You’re going to fucking come, Pim. It’s all in your head.”
I clamped my lips together as a betraying moan built in my chest. Something new happened below.
I tightened and relaxed all at once.
I vibrated and tingled all at the same time.
My sex squeezed and clenched, searching, seeking for something more rewarding than just fingers.
“Feel that? Feel how your body is giving in?” Elder’s tongue traced the shell of my ear, his cock driving into my hipbone. “You’ve got me so fucking obsessed with you; I’m seconds from coming just from touching you.”
His thumb circled faster. “So come, Pim. Come so I can. Christ, I need to come.” His two fingers became three.
My torso soared off the bed.
Yes, that was what I needed.
Thickness and hardness and possession.
He knew that.
He read my needs better than I could describe them. I was in awe of how he made me react. Shell-shocked that I was capable of such euphoria.
The first band of an electrical pinnacle found me.
My mouth fell open as I strained for another.
Another.
Another.
“There you go, listen to your body.” He drove into me. Again and again. “Don’t think. Don’t fear. Just feel.” His breath turned into gusting swirls. “I want you so fucking much. I want my cock balls deep inside you. I want you to shatter on my fingers. I want your tongue in my mouth, and your pleas in my ears.”
His dirty tirade made more nerve endings zero into my core. The commanding bite of his voice drenched me in sexual thoughts, transforming his words into actions, imagining him on top of me, his hips pistoning into mine, his cock deep inside me. My mouth watered for his tongue, and I did something I never believed possible.
I threw myself head first into passion. “Please…please…”
His lips twitched with victory. “You’re ready to come for me? Ready to milk my fingers?” His face hovered over mine, his eyes black-shot and merciless.
My chin tilted on its own accord, desperate for a kiss.
The spindling anticipation in my womb thickened and twisted, ready to spiral into fireworks if only he gave me what I needed.
“Do you want me, little mouse? Will you scream for me? Cry for me?” His fingers turned slippery with my lust, and I couldn’t tell anymore how he touched me, only that he did. He touched me deep, deep inside and massaged hidden parts of me.
My head fell back as my eyes rolled and I gave up entirely. Whatever this was, I didn’t want it to end.
Ever.
Ever.
Ever.
I shifted restlessly, desperately. My attention riveted on his dexterous fingers and masterful manipulation. My breasts turned heavy and aching, my body empty and needing. I entered a galaxy where I was queen and ruler, and my earthly form had to do exactly what I bade.
I want to come.
Come.
Come.
Come.
“Let go, Pimlico.” He reared up over me, his fingers digging deep, his fingernail catching me and adding sharp punishment. His teeth latched onto my neck. His tongue licked my throat. His dominion made me burn until I sizzled like a charred piece of ash.
So close.
So close.
So close.
I panted and gasped as my body strained and willed the heavy cyclone inside to catch me and make me fly.
Elder hissed with heat, wisps of desire seared from him to me. I couldn’t survive while he watched me like that, finger-fucked me like that, stole everything from me like that.
His heavy-lidded glower was that of a beast wanting to eat me alive. His tongue slid along his bottom lip, making me crave. I wanted his tongue on me, inside me, consuming me.
And when he bit his bottom lip, as was his signature trait, I gave up whatever piece of me I’d kept private and threw it wholeheartedly into his possession.
“Good girl, that’s it. Do you feel it?” His voice switched to a purr, pleasuring himself harder, faster, more and more brutal against my hip. “Fuck, I want you so much.” His teeth landed on my ear, biting hard as his pace turned frenzied. The bed rocked, and my hip bruised where he masturbated against me. “That’s it. Come. I’m rubbing your clit, pinching it, hurting it, fucking bruising it if that’s what you need. Ride my goddamn fingers, Pim. Ride me and come so hard you forget to be silent and scream.”
Something happened.
The finale found me.
My rolling eyes locked onto him.
My breath caught.
He scared me, ensnared me, and hurled me up the final crest of whatever my body strove for.
I…
I…
I let go.
And when I let go, I stopped breathing, thinking, living, existing, fearing.
I became nothing more than clenching elements and gushing liquids and heated femininity.
My lips fell into a soundless scream at the sensational heaven of it.
I bucked and trembled and was shoved higher and higher up a mountain I’d never climbed before.
He was tireless, relentless, finger-fucking me so deep I lost all concept of who I was and detonated.
God, I detonated.
I came.
I shattered.
I broke.
Violently.
Hungrily.
Explosively.
It could’ve been seconds or hours, but the spooling bands of ecstasy finally left me boneless and mind-drunk in Elder’s fierce embrace.
The moment I opened my eyes to a spinning room and out of focus lover, Elder removed his fingers, jerked at his belt, and scrambled for his zipper.