Page 56 of Someday Not Soon

His head rolls back. “Yes.Hellyes.”

Slipping the tip of his dick into my mouth, I swirl the head, slowly, teasing him, before pulling him out again. “And how about that? Do you like that?”

“Oh fuck…yes…” he replies, fighting to get the words out.

Finally I take him fully into my mouth, until he hits the back of my throat. His body stiffens, almost tipping him over the edge.

“Holyfuckingshit. Ella.” His hands tangle in my hair, pulling me closer. “Don’t stop. Please.”

I fight my gag reflex, wanting to take him deeper, to push him to the edge. The way he loses control, becoming more and more unhinged as I guide him, makes me feel powerful in a way I could easily become addicted to.

He fucks my mouth with a blend of dominance andrestraint, letting me set the pace while still taking what he needs. “Fuck, I’m about to come. Tell me where you want it, love.”

I pause and look up at him. “I want to taste every last drop of you.”

His eyes grow darker as he watches the way I take him. As he gets close, his head falls back, abs flexing. At the very last moment, he forces his eyes open, needing to watch me. His grip tightens in my hair, his thrusts growing more erratic as a deep sound escapes him. He reaches his peak with an explosion of ecstasy, as I swallow, maintaining eye contact the entire time.

When he’s finished, his hand gently cradles my face, his thumb brushing over my lips. “Holy fuck. Have I told you lately how sexy you are?”

I smile at his compliment, proud of how I’ve made him feel as my body buzzes.

Grabbing my shirt from the floor, I tug it over my head as he stares at me.

“Ella, come here.”

Turning to look at him, he stands there, waiting. But I’m not used to this. With Stephen, once he came everything was over, whether I had finished or not.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he tells me, striding over, as he scoops my body up into his arms. My breath catches with surprise. “I want to taste you now.”

A conditioned guilt swirls through me, a knee-jerk reaction I can’t shake. “You don’t have to do that. I know it’s a hassle, and you already came.”

He looks at me as if I’ve grown two heads. “A hassle?It’s a fuckingprivilege. As long as it’s fine with you, I want to. Ineedto taste you.”

His words feel both foreign and exactly what I know I should have anticipated from him in the first place. “Okay,” I reply.

“Is that a yes?” he asks, his gaze searching mine for permission as he carries me to the bed. He lays me down gently, my hair fanning out around me. The room spins with anticipation, every nerve in my body alight as I nod, giving him the answer he’s waiting for.

“Yes. Definitely, yes.”

He leans in, starting at my neck, his lips leaving a trail of kisses, gentle nips along my collarbone, and a playful bite to each nipple through the thin fabric of my shirt. Every touch feels like he’s worshiping me, his breath hot against my skin as he murmurs, “So beautiful, so fucking gorgeous,” with each inch lower he travels.

With a deliberate slowness, he pushes my shirt up and over my head, leaving me completely bare beneath him. He cups my face with his large hands, and for a moment, we stare at each other—raw, exposed, and vulnerable. “Spread those legs wide for me, okay?”

I obey without hesitation, parting my legs as wide as they’ll go. He lets his eyes roam over my body, a mix of hunger and appreciation in his expression. His fingers dip down, grazing my pussy. “So wet from sucking my dick. Did you like doing that?”

I nod, breathless, as his thumb circles my clit with precise, almost agonizing slowness. Words fail me as I getlost in the way he so easily commands my body by touch alone.

A second finger slips inside me, curling up to hit that perfect spot, and I gasp, arching into him. “Answer me, love,” he commands. “I asked if you got off on sucking my dick?”

“Mhm.” It’s all I can manage.

“Mhm, what?” he presses, his tone leaving no room for ambiguity.

“I loved it,” I finally breathe out. “Loved sucking you—your cum in my mouth.”

His lips brush against the tender muscle of my inner thigh. I squirm, desperate for more, as he takes me higher, pushing me closer.

I’ve never been so turned on, so wet, so ready to topple off that edge. “Please…”

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