Page 16 of Our Elliana

I gasp.

“Good. Now touch me,” she says. “Touch me everywhere.”

It feels slightly less scandalous now that I’ve been given such explicit permission, so I bring my hands along her shoulders and arms. Tracing down her stomach, I make the dangling piercing in her belly button jingle. I lift one hand up to feather my fingers through her long sleek hair, kissing her neck.

“Nice.” Her compliment encourages me to keep going.

I scoot backward, removing those dangerous-looking heels so I can massage her feet. The teeniest bit braver now, I take a seated position between her legs, studying the mystery at the apex of her thighs.

This part of her isn’t like the diagrams or how I ever thought it might be, but it’s also not frightening. There are crevices and folds like flower petals, anatomy so different from mine. Yet even despite this—and the fact that parts of her have these jewelry piercings—I feel better having a greater understanding of the female form.

My perspective changes when I trail a finger along those layered bits of her and feel that slickness again. She lets her eyes slide shut and widens her knees even further, letting me see precisely what I’m doing.

“Yes,” she sighs. “Do more of that.”

I do as she demands, and the slipperiness increases. I’m harder than I’ve ever been, I think, so I lay over her, levering myself up on my elbows. This brings me so close to her that my erect length naturally glides against her center, and when I grab myself and maneuver my hips just right, I enter her.

Terrified, I freeze.

For a few seconds, I can’t make myself move. She peers up at me, patiently smoothing her thumb along my cheekbone, and I’m mesmerized by her gaze.

Her irises are a dark amber color with golden flecks near the pupils, and they’re so dazzling that I forget most of my anxiety. She reaches behind me, gripping my backside and nudging me until I push in further.

Oh my gosh. That’s wow... magnificent.

She elevates her hips, creating a rhythmic motion, and I match each of her moves until they become thrusts. But I’ve only managed to finish a handful of these when a spiking joy stronger than I’ve ever felt takes hold, making me yank myself back out.

No. Oh, no.

I feel my balls tighten and a tingling roll up and down my spine. That’s when she takes over, clutching onto me and shoving me back inside her. It’s too much, too pleasurable, and helplessly, I shoot my seed into her inner depths.

Even as the ecstasy flows throughout my entire system, I feel dread. I’ve messed this up, and now it’s over. All over. I bury my face in the crook of her neck and await my fate.

“I apologize. I...”

I close my mouth not knowing what to say, but I’m sure “sorry” isn’t anywhere near enough.

I’m so fired. Fired before I ever officially even gained the position. It must be a record.

“You about to lose it?” she asks out of the blue, and baffled, I lift my head and cast her a quizzical glance.

“Lose it?”

“Your wood? Your cock still feels as hard as a marble slab to me, but are you going to lose it?”

“I don’t know,” I confess. I may not have touched myself much, but when I did—and when I woke from wet dreams—I could keep going for another round or two. Not that I could ever admit that out loud. “I don’t think so.”

“Well, then, let’s try a different position.” The lady might have a sprite-like height, but she demonstrates how strong she is by pushing at me until I flip right on over. Once I’m the one on my back, she straddles me, fisting my member. Despite what just transpired, her fierce rubbing has me clenching my jaw until I’m grinding my molars into powder. “How about I tell you what I want, and you do your best to follow my instructions.”

“Yes, Ms. Pink—I mean, Elle.”

I think I’m prepared for whatever she’s going to do, but when she takes me within her again in one rapid and abrupt motion, I’m astonished at how glorious this feels. How decadent.

No wonder this is considered such a sin.

“Noah, see where my pearl is?”

Bracing myself against her headboard, I adjust my angle until I catch sight of that orb of white.