Page 9 of Only Ever Yours

I glance back at his face. My breath hitches when I see the way his pupils dilate, darkening with lust. “You can wear the t-shirt, or you could just sleep naked, if you want…” he shrugs, like it’s a normal thing to say. He steps closer, so close… tempting my fingers to run the length of his arms. “You wanna sleep naked in my bed, Ellie?” He asks, his voice laced with seduction, a challenge he's willing me to take.

Oh my gosh, I think I just died and went to heaven. My forever crush just asked me if I wanted to sleep naked in his bed.This can't be real.

He’s standing so close that I can feel the heat from his body surrounding me like a second skin. My silence must speak louder than words because, without a second thought, he places his hand around the back of my neck, pulling me in. Then he slowly bends. The feel of his warm breath hits my skin just before he places a soft kiss below my ear, sparking a shiver down my spine.

That’s my undoing.

The alcohol is running recklessly through my veins, encouraging me. I reach up, pulling his face to mine, and our lips crash in heated passion. He’s on top of me ina second, the weight of his body pressing me into the mattress as he slides me up further in his bed. He kisses me hungrily, taking what he wants while his hard cock grinds against my thigh. Fuck. My clit throbs with need for release.

“Your pussy wet for me, naughty girl?” He growls against my lips.

I moan into his mouth, helpless and aching for him. “Oh, God… yes.”

He pulls back just enough, his sinful eyes seducing me, “I bet it’s been wet for me all day, hasn’t it… Have you been wet for my hard cock all day?”

Another moan slips from my chest as his mouth meets mine and his lips continue their assault.

His hands roam my body like he owns it, skimming down my sides and over my bare hips, setting fire to my skin with every pass, before tracing the same path back up again.

In one swift tug, he loosens the delicate strings holding my top together. As soon as it falls, his mouth latches onto my nipple, sucking hard, drawing a sharp gasp from deep inside me. His tongue swirls round and round, while his other hand continues exploring my body. Trailing a deliberate path down my ribcage, inching lower, towards my throbbing core.

Fuck it.

“Jaydon, I need you…”

He groans, grinding his dick into my thigh once more, “Tell me what you need, Ellie.”

“Fuck… Jay, I want to come…” I don’t care how needy I seem. I just need release.

He chuckles, “Want me to suck that sweet clit into my mouth, Baby girl?”

He asks but doesn’t wait for my answer because he’s already headed down, settling between my thighs, ripping the strings from my bikini bottom as he goes. His teeth drag across my inner thigh, nipping, teasing as he goes. Then he grips my thighs, spreading them further.

I shudder when his warm tongue makes contact with my already aching center. He licks my pussy, taking his time teasing me all the way from the back to the front, sucking hard when he reaches my clit, my back arches as a loud moan slips from my lips. He continues teasing and sucking my clit into his mouth, then slowly taking the flat of his warm wet tongue and gliding it up and down. Taking his time to work up my orgasm.

The best kind of torture.

The best kind of pleasure.

I suddenly need more and press into him, grinding onto his sinful face, taking anything I want from him, and he gives it willingly. He knows I’m getting close because he slides his fingers inside me, curling them and rubbing my sweet spot over and over.

He fills me up with his fingers, so fucking good, until I can no longer hold on, and my body starts to tremble.

I’m on the edge of a cliff, about to fall into the sweetest abyss I’ve ever known. His moans push me further.

“Oh my… fuck, Jay,” I say through ragged breaths. Gripping his short hair with both hands, I pull his face harder into me, clamping down on his fingers. My orgasm takes over, ripping through my entire body.

I grind on his face and fingers until he’s milked the last of my juices from my body, and my breathing slows. I miss his warmth as soon as he lifts his head, cold taking over where the heat of his tongue once was.

He climbs up over my body, his muscles rippling as he moves, caging me in. His gaze is dark and intense as he stares into my eyes. I pant uneven breaths, anticipating his next move. Then he dips his head, his lips crashing into mine. He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth, teasing me, and then his tongue tangles with mine, sending desire straight to my core.

It's messy, but that's the best kind.

He settles on both elbows, hovering over me. His fingers are a tangled mess in my hair when he pulls back, whispering his words against my lips.

“Your pussy is fucking sweet as honey… You taste how sweet you are?” He nips my lower lip once more. “You make my dick so fucking hard, Baby.”

I reach down between us, finding him hard and straining beneath his shorts when I palm him through the fabric.

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