Page 29 of Passing the Red Line
I let out a small chuckle, silently telling her that I’m only teasing. “What if I do want you to force yourself on me? You won’t hear me complain if you push me down right this second and make you eat your pussy.” I close the distance even more if that is even possible and lower my mouth so it’s right next to her ear. “I bet you are still wet from your release, I can lick at you until you are all nice and clean and are about to come again.”
Eliana shivers and I feel it against my body. I should just pick her up and throw her over my shoulder and just put my mouth where my words are. There is no reason for us to still be talking. I should be having my mouth on her pussy right about now.
“So get on your knees,” she orders, pushing me back slightly and starts to push me down.
I chuckle. “I’m not much into voyeurism. Everything nowadays lands on the internet. You want me on my knees, I’ll gladly get on them, once we’re inside.
She looks up at me through her lashes and the way she is biting down on her lower lip, has me thinking so many dirty things.
Her lips are plump and so fucking full. The are so fucking perfect and suit her so well. Right now, next to her ass, her lips are my favorite thing about her. That might change once I have all of her.
Her arms make their way around my neck and now she’s the one whispering in my ear. “What are you waiting for then? Take me upstairs.”
She doesn’t have to tell me twice.
I don’t hesitate in sliding my hands all over this woman’s body until her ass is in my hands and I have a good grip on her. She is a handful in the best ways, and I’m not talking about her attitude and that mouth of her.
Eliana lets out a yell, that is followed by a quick giggle, as soon as her feet are off the ground and throw her over my shoulder.
“What’s with you and throwing me over your damn shoulder?” she asks, slapping against my ass.
“Maybe I want you to bite me again,” I say, making my way from the car that is parked in my short drive way to the front of the house.
“If you don’t put me down soon, I might,” she grunts, and I don’t have to see her to know that she is pouting.
I let out a growl at the thought of her teeth on me again. There is something about feeling a little pain during sex that is music to my ears.
It takes me two seconds to put in my passcode into my house and quickly make my way to the living room. The bedroom should be my first choice, but I have plans for Eliana and the couch gives me a lot more liberty for what I have in mind.
The whole way to the couch, Eliana is grumbling about how she should really stay away from men that can throw her around like a rag doll and how she is a big girl and I’m just showing off and how there is no chance in hell she is going to let me ruin her for all other men.
I don’t say anything. I just keep the smirk on my face and close the last five feet between me and the couch.
There is no doubt in my mind that I will ruin her for all other men. That’s a fucking guarantee and I’m going to make sure she knows it.
The second that I can, I bend down and deposit Eliana on the couch. She crosses her arms and purses her lips as soon as she hits the cushion, but I don’t let her pout her long.
“Strip,” I order.
I’m surprised when she raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at me but follows through with my directions.
My eyes stay on her as she gets rid of the black v neck that she is wearing, revealing that a dark green lace bar underneath that just about covers her nipples. My mouth waters at the sight and it waters some more as she lifts up her hips, unbuttons her jeans and starts sliding them off her legs. All without getting off the couch.
The second that she kicks off her pants, she leans back on the couch and looks me over like I’m her next meal and not the other way around.
I take a few more seconds to take her body in, noticing that her panties are also a dark green. The color stands out against her skin and it suits her perfectly. The color would also suit my floor.
“Are you going to strip? Or this going to be a one person show?” Eliana asks, spreading her legs just a tiny bit and letting one of her hands travel along her torso, leaving behind soft caresses.
Something that sounds like a growl leaves my lips as I watch her touch herself so softly. My hand needs to replace hers quickly.
She moves her hands off her body for a second and reaches up to take the hair clip that she has in her hair out. The dark brown locks cascade down past her shoulders and frame her face and her chest perfectly.
If her coming on my fingers in the car earlier didn’t make me fall on my knees for her, this sight definitely will.
The dark green and the dark brown compliment her so well, add the fullness to her body and I'm a weak ass man.
I quickly pull my shirt off, not missing the groan that leaves Eliana’s lips. I throw her a wink and keep my eyes on hers as I rid myself of the rest of my clothes. It only takes a few seconds but as soon as I’m standing in just my boxer briefs, something in her gaze and in the room changes.
