by Dark Angel
I roll my tongue across the top of my mouth before letting it slide down my throat.
He flashes me a mischievous smile.
I reach out and sliding my hands over the full length of his shaft and hear the gasp escaping Eric's body as he shivers from my touch.
I open my mouth wide, taking the head of his cock and bringing it so close to my mouth so that I know he can feel my warm breath blowing on the head of his cock. I tease Eric, lightly licking my tongue down the head of his cock.
He reaches down and plays with my breasts, cupping them and pinching my nipples, making me moan while I lick his cock clean. I run my tongue down one side of his shaft, rolling my tongue over it and making sure to scoop up the cum that was left behind by my pussy.
The more I lick, the more veins that pop up along his cock. With a naughty grin on my face, I work my tongue up and down his length. I want to savor every taste.
Eric lets out a moan as my tongue licks down to his balls. He tries to catch his breath while I lick around every inch of his balls and all up and down his cock. My tongue flicks along the length of his shaft and works its way back up to his head. The way he’s fondling and tugging on my nipples, I can tell he’s all worked up. Knowing he is so excited and the way his ministrations feel makes my pussy so wet.
I cover the head of Eric’s cock with my mouth, taking him deep into my throat. Moving my hands along his shaft, I push it into my mouth one rock hard inch at a time. Eric is getting closer to the edge of erotic madness, and the way he tremors against me I know that he’s about to lose control. I want to keep him on the edge for as long as I can. My tongue flicks across his head until I feel it starting to get slick with his pre-cum.
I twist and turn my head as my tongue swirls around that thick shaft, and my tongue traces those veins all over it. Eric's cock throbs deep in my throat as I speed up while my fingers deeply massage his balls. The tingling in my mouth tells me just how much I crave his load exploding deep in my throat. Our gazes lock as he throws his hands over his head and interlocks his fingers.
Thrusting his hips into my face, he wiggles and grinds, bringing himself closer to the edge. But I’m not letting him get off just yet.
Not until I suck even tighter and moan all over his cock so it vibrates over his skin.
His cock jerks and smacks into the top of my mouth, and my tongue keeps feverishly working its way around his shaft as it roars to life. The explosion of his intense orgasm shakes throughout his body, and his cock pulses in my mouth as it fills up with his sticky, warm cum. His cum jets down the length of my throat, the grip my mouth has on his shaft stays tight as I keep sucking on his cock, so much so that cum pours out of his shaft and drips from the corners of my mouth. I slide his cock back so the head is all that remains in my mouth, and using my fingers I massage his sticky load into the length of his cock.
Eric’s cum feels so good as it drips through my fingers, sliding down my hand and making my wrist slick with his glorious nectar. I pull his cock completely free of the grip that my mouth has on it and aim it toward my breasts. I peek up through my lashes and see Eric looking down at me, following the flow of his cum as it covers my breasts and shoots down to coat my stomach.
I put on a show for Eric, taking his head and shaking it over my open mouth as cum spurts all over my face. I release his shaft from my fingers and slowly sit up, cum dripping from my chin and landing on my already sticky breasts. I pull my legs up to meet my chest on the table top. Eric stands in front of me, his cock hanging, trying to catch his breath. His gaze meets mine as I lift my leg up over my head to expose my glistening pussy. Sitting there with my eyes locked on him, I twist my clit in between my fingers. Eric pulls out a dining room chair and sits down so he can have a front row seat for the show.
I feel powerful and aroused touching myself like this. When he watches me, it makes me feel so desired; it lights my body up with even more arousal.
Twisting my clit makes me even wetter, and I can feel the juices slide down my ass. Eric follows it with a lustful flicker in his eyes. My fingers slowly dance across my clit as I slide my fingers deep into my pussy. I throw my head back as my fingers follow the path that Eric’s cock took, and I let them drift before pulling them back so he can see the tips of my fingers caressing just inside my pussy. I let out a moan, and my body shakes. I thrust my fingers deeper inside my pussy, and Eric watches as my wet fingers pump in and out of me.
He comes toward me and puts his hands on my hips, sending a shiver through my body. I jerk my head forward to see him looking up at me as he takes the tip of his tongue and runs it around my clit. He covers his fingers with mine as he slowly pulls them out of my pussy and replaces them with his tongue. Eric buries his face deep in my pussy, sliding his hand under my ass, and grips it tightly.
I arch my back from his touch and the way his tongue is devouring my pussy.
He darts his tongue back and forth, feather light touches, and pulls my clit in between his teeth and ever so gently, playfully tugging on it. Every tug drives me wild. My primal lust-driven urges take over, and my hips start to wiggle against his face as I wrap my legs around his neck. Eric’s tongue sends me through the roof and my hands squeeze my breasts, desperate to release some of the intense erotic pressure building within me.
The sheer bliss I feel crashing inside me begs to be released. I tighten my legs and grip on Eric’s neck. My head drops back, and my pussy gushes my release, and Eric’s tongue laps up every drop. I cry out strangled moans and desperate attempts to express the ecstasy taking over me.
His hands slide up the small of my back reaching for my hair, fisting a handful of it as he tugs on it. Even the way he tugs on my hair is sexy. Bringing his face up for air, breathing hard, Eric unlocks my legs from around his neck and slides his body up the length of mine. Our eyes lock as his hands take hold of my back, his face slick with cum comes to meet mine. My mouth waters as I crave to taste me off his face. I open my mouth and let my tongue caress his cheek, making sure to savor the taste of my cum as I lick it from his flesh.
Eric slides his mouth to cover mine and runs his tongue across my soft lips, pulling them into his mouth and sucking on them. I slide my tongue into his mouth as I claw at his back, pulling him into me. We fall back on the table, our bodies intertwined together. The sound of our heated lip lock echoes in my ear, and my head is spinning as our tongues dance around each other's mouths.
Eric’s cock presses against my thigh as I grind into him. Sliding my hands down his back, my fingers gently touch his ass and a shiver runs through his body under my touch. I raise my ass off the table so I can grind on his cock harder. I want him, and as I open my eyes to look into Eric’s, I can see he wants me just as bad.
Sliding my hands around the front of Eric’s gorgeous body, my fingers tumble and fondle their way to take hold of his shaft. Using my fingers, I guide him across my pussy lips as I grind against it. The heat from our bodies mesh together like this is very intense. I keep his shaft in my hands, tightening my grip on it and stroking it back to life.
Eric's cock gets harder with every stroke of my fingers and pussy lips against it. I smile to myself as I use that head to part my lips and expose my throbbing clit. Eric keeps me so wet it’s madness.
The beautiful, erotic bliss that we share every time we are together is too hot to give up. I can’t help but give in to him completely, letting him bring that animalistic passion out of me. I take his cock and slide it right inside my pussy, arching my back and pushing me deeper into him. I raise my legs and wrap them around the small of Eric’s back, getting a good grip on him. Using the heels of my feet, I thrust his cock all the way inside me.
“Oh, fuck! Elia!” Eric calls out to me.
The urgency in his voice excites me, making my pussy grip tighter on his shaft. I speed up as he joins in matching my speed, his mouth now buried in my neck, licking and nibbling on it. The touch of his tongue caressing my neck makes me shiver slightly. Eric th
rusts his cock deeper, hitting my sweet spot and causing me to loudly moan.
Throwing my head back, I hold onto Eric’s back tightly as I curl my toes. His cock so deep inside me makes me wild with anticipation of the orgasm that I know is on the verge of erupting from me. My pussy muscles tighten around his shaft, milking every drop of pleasure from him as the molten heat takes me over.
I want our juices to explode together, mixing inside me before it rolls out of me from the sheer amount of arousal we get drenched in. I’m yanked out of my erotic thoughts for a hotter reality as my own orgasm explodes. My toes are clenched so tightly it feels like they are going numb, but Eric keeps stroking deep. My juices making their way down the full length of his cock must really get him all worked up. The groans that rumble through Eric's body causes my breasts to vibrate against him. My nipples pressed up against his rock hard chiseled chest send little shockwaves of lust through all my nerve endings. Every inch of me is alive, on fire with the storm that Eric swells within me.
Eric slides me to the edge of the table never missing a stroke with that glorious cock of his. While he lifts me up into the air, I throw my arms around his neck. He moves through the penthouse with his cock securely in my pussy, and I can feel it throbbing. Eric carries me to his bedroom, using his foot to kick the door closed behind him, and my heart races. My juices running down my thigh. Standing in the middle of my room floor we kiss each other deeply, stumbling together toward the dresser. Eric pulls his cock out of my pussy to spin me around to face his dresser. Stretching my hands out, I grip the edges of it as I go up on the tips of my toes. Eric's body is pressed against me, and I watch him take hold of my shoulders as he bends me over to thrust his cock into my pussy.
I bite my lip to stifle the moan that tries to escape from my throat. Eric speeds up, attacking my pussy hard.
We look at each other through the mirror, the sheer look of bliss spreading across his face as he pounds my pussy makes my nipples harder. Looking at them in the mirror, Eric’s fingers slide over my shoulders and down to cover my nipples. I can’t help but gasp as he rolls them between his fingers. “Oh God, that feels so good Eric,” I manage to squeak out in between ragged breaths.
Flashing his lustful smile, he lets his fingers glide down over my stomach, stopping to make rings around my navel. My breath gets caught in my throat as his fingers keep traveling toward their destination. I push back against Eric’s cock as his fingers work their way across my swollen, sensitive lips. He uses the tips of his fingers to part them slightly, exposing my clit. It is so sensitive, just the touch of Eric’s fingers running over it even lightly makes it flutter. My eyes roll back as I push back harder and grind into Eric’s cock with the fury of a madwoman.
The feel of the plush carpet feels amazing as I dig my toes deep. As Eric’s cock begins to explode, I watch him in the mirror as he throws his head back and lets out a loud deep moan. His body shakes and vibrates as his cock explodes. The sheer look of raw lust and hunger spreads across his face, and his fingers feverishly rub my throbbing clit.
It’s too much to hold back as my orgasm pushes against Eric’s, and I tighten my grip on the sides of the dresser. I’m lost in the intensity of our cum mixing together. Eric’s hand slides in between my thighs as I clench them together, feeling the cum running down my legs. I feel it coating my inner thighs, and my legs shake under my body. Eric removes his hand and wraps his arms around my waist, and together we tumble to the soft plush carpet that covers the bedroom floor.
Eric lays flat as I sit on his chest. I spin around with my legs in the air and I am facing his cum-covered cock in a flash. Leaning forward, I wrap my hands around his thick, slick shaft, and I run my tongue across his massive head. The taste of us together on his cock sends a pure euphoric sensation through my body. He reaches his hands out and caresses my ass, parting my cheeks and exposing my hole to him.
Running his fingers across my opening, it makes me shiver as I run my tongue down the full length of his shaft. My tongue tingles as I make my way back up to the head of his cock, and I swallow up the full head, sucking deep and hard. I’m determined to clean every inch of cum we’ve both covered his cock in. I can hear Eric's ragged breaths in reaction. He pushes his fingers into my ass. Twisting and swirling them deeply, my ass puckers around his fingers. I gasp to catch my own breath at the invasion.
I pull his entire cock deep into my throat and slide my tongue slowly over every inch of it. I don’t want to miss a drop of our lovely loads hitting my tongue. Closing my eyes, I get lost in the moment of sucking his cock clean. So much cum covers his cock, and my fingers fall to his balls massaging them. I tighten my suction around his shaft, running my tongue up and down Eric’s enormous length.
His fingers slide out of my ass just to feel him thrust them back inside me even deeper. My gasps vibrate around his cock. Arching my back, I wiggle my ass onto his fingers, my mouth slides off his cock, and I lick the tip of my tongue down to his balls.
I flick his balls with my tongue before I pull them deep into my mouth. My tongue swirls around them as I move my hands to jerk and stroke the full length of his cock.
Leaning forward, Eric runs his hands down to cover mine, and together with our fingers interlocked, we stroke his shaft in slow and even steady strokes. My head rests on Eric’s shoulder as he runs his tongue across my neck. It sends a shudder through my body, and I turn my head to face him. I melt into him as he presses his lips to mine; the touch of his kiss makes everything drift away. Everything that surrounds us seems to be a million miles away.
We stay like this for what seems like forever, lost in our embrace.
Eric
I blink my eyes open to find it’s dark. There’s light coming in from the window with the blinds not fully closed. I wonder what time it is, so I reach out a hand to brush her hair out of her face and grab my phone at the side of the bed. I find myself just staring at her. It’s as if I’m taking in her innocence and absorbing everything about her.
She’s not only beautiful, but intelligent, too. That innocence of hers turned downright wild last night and it was incredible. It was more incredible than anything I’ve ever experienced in my life.
I curl a lock of her hair around my fingers and carefully lean closer to pull her into me. Fuck, she’s got me wrapped around her little finger. Or that’s the way it feels right now. I don’t know whether I’m coming or going at the moment.
I know that I should be going to work soon, or at least get ready. I don’t have any early morning patients, but I do have some mid afternoon appointments and I’ll want to show up before then for any walk-ins. Yet, I’m lying down and the only thing on my mind is Elia. I want to take her again, but both of us have to give it a rest for a least a few hours before we overload our nerves with too many orgasms.
But I can’t sleep. I get up and start walking around the penthouse, finally deciding to head to my gym. Whenever I feel this restless, I get on my treadmill and jog. I train like crazy, not because I’m obsessed with being a fully-pumped meathead, but it’s the best way to get rid of the stress. The eight pack abs, bulging biceps, and rippling muscles are more than welcome, however. I know how much Elia loves to touch, to kiss, to lick them. Fuck, I’ll get hard just thinking about this if I don’t calm down.
Luckily with my own indoor gym, I can afford to just pop in further down the penthouse and be in my own world. I don’t have to worry about bumping into other runners when I can do it in the comfort of my own home.
I grab a pair of shorts. I just need my sneakers and I’m good to go. As soon as I walk into the gym, the lights brighten the space and I turn up some high-tempo music. After a short warm-up with the music pumping loud in the soundproof room, I decide to increase the speed.
I can’t get Elia out of my fucking mind. I thought that being away from the bed would help do that. It’s as if I’m a fucking drug addict and all I see is her face. I think back to our date, when she said that she had plans for the
store.
She knows that a real presence is missing in the store. It’s not just about the books. There are book conventions, author signings, and the store has none of that. It needs to do more than just sell books; it needs real authors to come in and have signings or team up with wine stores and do other kinds of promotions. So many fucking ideas, and the more she talked the more I loved to watch her enthusiasm.
The type that Ryan has never shown any interest in doing, if he did then maybe the store wouldn’t be in a mess.
That’s fucking it.
It’s not about buying it, it’s about giving her something that she can make real use of. The store. The one that she’s so passionate about. That’s fucking it!
I’ll give her one present that she’ll never forget. She won’t just be working at the bookstore. She’ll be owning it. That’s an investment in my future, her future...
And if I’m honest, it is an investment in my daughter Rose’s future. Because I know I’m getting serious about Elia.
Elia
The best part of this week is that Ryan’s not here. It means that I can get on with my job hunting. The sooner I don’t have to worry about coming to work and bumping into him, the better.
“What do you think happened to Ryan?” Becca asks as soon as we stop and have a quick coffee break. We’re not stopping from helping all the customers. We’re just taking a break from re-arranging the book displays hoping that someone will stop by and shop. Anyone! Just so that we can sell something for a change.
“I don’t know,” I say, shrugging, because I really don’t care. I’m just glad he’s not here. “Maybe he had other things to do and couldn’t make it?”
“Still, he usually tells us something before disappearing like this. He just left a note. Who does that in this day and age?”