She added a second finger without his instruction. His lips went to her neck, biting down over her pulse, sucking on her. He massaged her breasts, teasing her nipples and pinching them.
The pleasure went straight to her clit, and she melted against him, wanting more, no, needing it.
“Now play with your clit. Come on, Ann, I want to watch you come.”
“I want you,” she said.
“You don’t get to order me around, baby. I’m the boss. You will do as I say.”
She whimpered but she didn’t stop. Stroking her clit, she watched him as he kept kissing and nibbling at her neck.
He’d already brought her to one orgasm. She didn’t think it was possible to even have a second, but she should never doubt him because watching him, she came, and did so hard.
She whimpered, not wanting him to stop.
He held her up as she let go into the orgasm.
When the pleasure began to ebb away, he moved her so she gripped the edge of the sink.
He disappeared into the bedroom only to return seconds later. She looked over her shoulder to see he’d put a condom on.
Eli stood behind her, running his hands down her back, going to her ass. He grabbed her ass, tilting her body at the angle he wanted.
“That’s perfect.” He spread the cheeks of her ass, and his cock slowly slid inside her.
She watched him in the mirror as he pushed, inch by glorious inch within her. When he was seated to the hilt, his grip went back to her hips, running up her body to cup her tits then down again.
He was in no rush, and she didn’t ask him to stop.
From this angle, he felt bigger, deeper than he had before.
Licking her dry lips, she watched him.
“Your pussy is so fucking tight. One of these days, I’m going to have to take you without a condom. We’ll get you on the pill.”
“I’m already on it,” she said.
His head jerked toward her.
“I have bad cramps. The pill helps a little.” It didn’t always and she still suffered with the cramps, only she stopped complaining about it.
“Fuck, I’m clean,” he said. “I’ll get you a full workup.”
“Soon then, I’ll take you without a condom and you’ll get to feel all of me.” He pulled out and slammed back in.
It wasn’t painful, far from it. The pleasure was on the next level. She closed her eyes as he did it again.
She loved the feel of his hands on her hips, holding her in place as he took her.
Opening her eyes again, she didn’t want to miss a moment of it.
He sped up, thrusting deeper, harder, and it consumed her, set her on fire, made her want more, ache for more, hungry for his cock and desperate with need. This wasn’t like anything she’d ever felt before in her life. Staring at him now, she watched him, completely enraptured as he held her tightly and continued to fuck her.
Touching herself, she stroked her clit, and he groaned.
“Yeah, come all over my cock, baby. Let me feel how much you want my dick. Fuck yeah.”
She closed her eyes as a wave of pleasure rushed over her. She hadn’t come yet but was close, so very close.
Biting her lip, she tried to hold off, but with his thrusts, the depth, it was like it set her off, and when she came, she screamed his name.
“That’s it, baby. Know who is fucking you,” he said. Over and over, he pounded inside her and this time, when he came, she held still, feeling every single pulse, wondering in the back of her mind what it would be like without a condom.
There was going to be no way she’d ever survive without one. He already consumed her. She’d opened her eyes to watch him let go.
Resting her head on her crossed arms, she panted. Took a deep breath in, and a long one out.
He kissed the base of her back, pulling out of her. “I think that’s more than enough for you for one night. Come on, it’s time I feed you.” He pulled her into his arms, and in truth, with him surrounding her, it was the best place she wanted to be.
Tilting her head back, she didn’t even need to ask him for a kiss, he simply placed his lips against hers and kissed her.
She once again closed her eyes, basking in the touch of his mouth.
“Come on, I’m going to feed you.”
He took her hand and even on shaking legs, she was shocked by how easy it was for her to follow him.
Don’t go getting any ideas. This isn’t a relationship. Enjoy it inside, don’t let him see.
When they were downstairs, he pulled on one of his shirts and handed her another. She had been too busy scolding herself to see him pick them up on the way downstairs.