Page 116 of Even Angels fall
He doesn’t give me time to settle before he reaches for the pieces of leather still covering my lower half and tears them away.
“You’re so wet for me, Little Wife. I just need to taste you again,” he says on an exhale before he’s diving for my pussy like he is in a desert and it’s the freshest water.
He’s nothing like the tease I’ve been with him. No, he directly goes for my clit and sucks on it so hard that I almost see stars already.
He doesn’t ease up after that. He relentlessly licks my pussy, diving his tongue inside of it as if he could fuck it with his tongue and then goes back to my clit. From the way he starts licking it in small, fast movements, I know I’m about to see stars in minutes or even less.
And then he spears me with two fingers, fucking me hard and fast with them as he alternates between flicking my clit and sucking it and I can feel my orgasm start shaking my whole body.
He adds a third finger, and it’s like it sparks an inferno in my body; I black out from the sheer force of the pleasure raking my body.
When I open my eyes again, I’m panting and covered in sweat. My skin tingles from the strength of that orgasm, but Elhyor is not done with me.
I can see that his cock is hard again, and he doesn’t lose any time to grab my hips and force me to stand on shaky legs.
He kisses me with the same passion he was devouring my pussy with just a minute ago, and I can taste myself on his lips the same way he probably can taste himself on me.
This is highly erotic, and I can’t seem to get enough of it—of him.
Elhyor’s hands travel to my breasts then my shoulders as he keeps kissing me, getting rid of the scraps that used to be my shirt and bra before he’s back at squeezing my breasts. Then his lips leave mine, and he sucks my left nipple in his mouth, flicks his tongue over it, and switches to the other.
He does that a few times before coming back for a kiss.
Then abruptly, his lips aren’t on mine anymore, and he turns me so that I’m facing his desk and bends me over it.
I hear him sort through his top drawer for a condom.
His hands stroke my back until they reach my hips, and then, in a swift move, his cock is filling me completely.
“Oh god,” I say on an exhale. It’s not hurting anymore when he fills me now, but I still feel so full.
I think I’ll always feel full with him, and I have the distinct intuition that, even if he is my first, he might have ruined me for any other man already.
As if eating me out sated his cravings, Elhyor starts to move slowly inside of me, and all I can feel is how full I am and how wonderful those piercings feel inside of me.
Each time he pulls out and in again, it’s like I can feel the little metal balls that make up the sides of the ladder piercings push against my skin in the most delicious way.
He’s going slow, as if he wants to punish me for taunting him earlier, making me squirm under him as he strokes my body in languid caresses.
It feels like he has all the time in the world and just wants to worship my body. Even if I’m starting to feel like this isn’t enough, I still bask in the attention he is giving to my body.
“I wish you could see yourself like this,” Elhyor says, “you take me so well, Little Wife, and I can’t stop watching how your cunt so greedily swallows my cock.”
I can’t control myself. Just hearing him say things like this makes the pleasure coiling inside my body ten times stronger, and my pussy contracts at the rough tone Elhyor uses to dirty talk to me.
“Mmm, you like that when I tell you how good your cunt feels wrapped tightly around my cock,” he adds when he feels it.
He’s right, I love it, but I’m not about to tell him; he can feel it enough, especially when I contract again at the new words.
He seems to take it as a signal that my body is ready for more and he starts moving faster inside of me, and I can’t help the moans that escape me.
I sure as hell hope no one is in the vicinity of his office because they’re going to know for sure what is happening in here.
Ehyor’s hands come to grab me by the hips, his fingers digging into my skin as if he wants to imprint them there, and he starts pumping faster. He helps the movement by pulling at my hips, but he doesn’t need to because I’m all willing to help as my pleasure starts to build again.
He moves his right hand from my hip to my ass and squeezes. I can feel his thumb dangerously getting close to the crack of my ass, but I’m not sure what to think of it.
“Relax, Little Wife,” Elhyor says as his thumb strokes between my butt cheeks, “even if it feels absolutely amazing when you tense like this at the idea of my thumb entering your asshole, I’m not going to hurt you.”
