"Have you ever been eaten out before?" He asked, his voice was gruff.
I shake my head, "No."
"Want me to be your first?"
"Yes." No hesitation.
"Say no more." I gasp when he hoists my legs on his shoulders, with me laying on my back, looking up at him while he trailed kisses from my toes, ankles, knees, and now the middle of my thigh.
I clutch my hands on his sheets, too consumed by the heated kisses on my skin. I'm on fire, my body is burning from the inside out, I try to hold in my moans, not wanting anyone to hear, but I just can't, it's boiling in my throat.
I let out a loud moan, Andreas gives me a look, telling me I better be quiet.
"You want to know something, Elizabeth?" I nod my head, not trusting myself to say anything. "I've been imagining this moment for a very, very long time. You, on my bed, naked in front of me, while I kiss every inch of your body until you can't feel anything but my kisses lingering on your body, until you can't even leave the house without thinking of me, of me thinking of you. And this", he kisses the top of my vagina, and pushes my legs apart, staring at me with heated eyes, "your beautiful pussy, and my mouth claiming it."
My grip tightens on the sheets, my eyes focus on him. The way he looks at me, I don't think I can handle it.
"I've been wondering what it would be like, to make you come so hard you can't move, guess we'll find out right now." He leans over me, planting a heated kiss on my lips. "Can you do something for me?"
"What?" I breathed.
"I need you to try your best and be quiet, ok? No one needs to hear those soft moans but me."
"I'll do my best." I pull him by the hair, wanting to plant one more kiss on his mouth before he claims me between my legs.
"Good girl." He wastes no time claiming me with his tongue, it trails from the top of my vagina to the very end, up and down it goes, taunting the shit out of me. "God, you taste so fucking good." He groans against me, rumbling and sending a shock of pleasure through my weakening being. "You like how my tongue feels on you, Elizabeth?"
I quietly moan a response, "No, I want to hear you say you like it."
"I like it Andreas, fuck, I love it. Just keep going, please." At this point, I'm not above begging. I push his head further down.
"I love it when you beg." He uses his fingers to push my lips apart, showing what he loves the most, my clit. "Fuck, you're so wet Elizabeth. You want me to suck your little clit?" I hit him in the head with my leg, tired of him asking all these damn questions. "Guess that's a yes, hold on baby."
Oh, and was he serious.
He starts sucking on my clit, and damn do I feel like screaming so loud. He puts his hand over my mouth, knowing exactly what I was going to unleash on the quiet house. Oh fuck, oh fucking fuck. He sucks it like a lollipop, then to top the cake, he adds in not one, not two, but three fucking fingers, making me widen.
"Look at me." He demands.
I lean up on my elbows, watching as he ate me out, leaving nothing on the plate, his hand still on my mouth. I moan wild against his hand, the moans bouncing around in my mouth. His eyes are glued to mine, watching my eyes glaze over as I feel myself getting close to climaxing.
"You going to come all over my tongue, Elizabeth?" Fuck him with these questions.
I don't respond, instead, I bite down on his hand from pleasure, it must not be bothering him since he keeps going.
Without warning, he lifts my hips, raising me halfway off the bed, his hand holds me up under my butt cheeks, while I try to hold myself up with my hands, locking my legs on his shoulders, he's eating me out like a gourmet meal. His fingers pound in and out my opening, tongue flicking my clit, bringing me over the edge. I try to squirm out of his grip, not being able to take the pleasure circulating my body.
"Don't you dare try to run away from me, Elizabeth Pratt?"
I scream soundly into his pillow as an intense climax starts from my toes, all the way up to my boobs, hardening my nipples. Even with my body shaking, and eyes watering, he keeps going.
"Fuck, stop, please," I beg.
He smiles, licks me some more, and lowers me down on the bed. He leans off the bed, taking a condom out of the drawer. I shake my head, "I don't think I can take another orgasm again; you already gave me two."
He smiles a wicked smile, "Three's a charm. Now, get me ready." My weak and shaky hands take the condom, putting it on the way he told me last time, once I'm done, he plants a kiss on my cheek.
Surprising me, he roughly flips me over onto my stomach, arching my back just the way he wants, my ass sticking up in the air. I can feel him just staring at me, taking in all my glory. "You still think it's beautiful." I wiggle my ass.
He smacks it gently with one palm, "Of course. You should see yourself from this angle, fuck Elizabeth."
To play around with me, he gives one long lick on my pussy.
"Stop that!" I bark.
He gets on his knees behind me, taking his cock in hand and rubbing it along my ass. I can feel his pre cum slander against my bare ass cheeks. His lips kiss both of them and even bite them.
His dick strokes against my vagina, pushing in and out of my folds, taunting the shit out of me. "I wish you could see my cock entering in and out of you, it's amazing."
"Just hurry up, please Andreas."
He laughs, "You ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever-damn!"
Without warning, he thrust into me, making my back jerk and my mouth bury itself into the pillow. There was nothing soft, or delicate about the way he took me from behind, just pure, savage want. My mind goes back to his car, where he fucked me from behind for the first time, I had to grab hold of the car handle.
"Be a good girl and take it Elizabeth." I cry out in pleasure. "You like that, you like when I fuck you like the dirty girl you are? Answer me."
"Yes. I love it." I grip the headboard, I need to hold onto something.
He doesn't let up.
My other hand holds onto his that's clutched to my waist, wanting to touch him as he takes me. He moves our hands onto the side of my head, interlacing our fingers. I just stare at them, how his entire hand takes over mine, gripping my hand like it's his lifeline.
The instant thrusting turned into soft, long strokes and muffled groans as he leans his chest on mine, clutching my boob with his hand. Soft kisses are planted on my arms and back as he keeps rocking in and out of me, I clench my delicate muscles around him, which elicits a dire moan.
I can feel his sweat leaking on me. Head laying on the back of mine.
"Oh, baby. My Elizabeth. I'm almost there." He whispers.
"Then I'll get you there." I wiggle my ass on his dick, pushing him in and out of me. He just lays on my back as I hold us both up, him being lost of energy as I make him come so hard, his fingers tighten on mine and my boob. I wince with pleasure.
"Fuck." He jerks inside of me. "Shit, you don't know good you feel Elizabeth, so fucking tight."
My head hits the bed, not being able to hold it up anymore, he doesn't move from his position, it's like he's rooted inside of me. I don't push him to though, his breathing heaves in my ear. He kisses down my back, and I rub his arm.
Turning us over, he lays me down on the bed, grabs a black shirt, putting it on my body for me. I don't object to it. Then, he looks at me in his clothing, the wildness of my black curls, and the fact that my leg still shakes from the orgasm he gave me only seconds ago.
"You're so fucking beautiful it hurts." I hear the pain in his voice.
I smile, and grab him to my chest, rubbing my hands on his back and hair, wrapping my legs around his torso. He falls asleep instantly, exhausted from our philandering. His face was buried between my breast.
As he lets out slow breaths, I just trail my fingers down his naked spine, having him in my arms feels amazing.
He doesn't want a girlfriend, my mind reminds me again.
If he doesn't want a girlfriend, then why is he kind of treating me like one? And why is he holding onto me for dear life?
"Oh, baby.
My Elizabeth.
I'm almost there."
His Elizabeth, it comes back to me.
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