Page 89 of Even Angels fall
Because reality is a tiny bit different.
I raise my hips over him and let him position himself at my entrance with one hand as he holds my hip with the other. It’s both a possessive move and a soothing one, but it’s only when I try to get down that I understand why he’s holding me like this. I feel him stretching me in an almost painful way and I didn’t even get him all inside of me.
I take a look down and… yep, only the tip.
The hand that was on Elhyor’s cock moves to grab my hip on the other side as he croons “you’re doing so good, Little Devil. Take your time.”
Slowly, I get down a bit, looking at Elhyor’s cock stretching me endlessly. I’m so wet, it should slide easily but I still get down as slowly as I can.
Elhyor seems to be satisfied that I’m not rushing things. He removes his right hand from my hip and brings the palm of his hand just over my mound with his thumb downward.
I’m not sure what he actually wants to do until he bends his thumb a bit and it comes in direct contact with my clit. I feel myself get even wetter in an instant and don’t realize that I relaxed enough for my pussy to swallow more of Elhyor’s cock.
“Look how your sweet little cunt takes my cock, Little Devil,” Elhyor says, and as I look down on us I feel myself open a bit more and I sink to my knees slowly, taking him all in one swift move.
It hurts a bit. I should have seen that coming, but the sight of him stretching me in a way I thought wasn’t possible emboldened me and I went all the way.
“It’s alright, Little Devil, take your time,” Elhyor repeats as he traces small circles over my clit.
I don’t know if it’s supposed to be soothing or to help with taking his cock, but it works all the same. I relax above him and the speed of his thumb starts to pick up.
Oh God, it feels so good.
I start to get on my knees again, and slowly I make his cock slide in and out of my pussy.
“Look at me, wife,” Elhyor says with a groan.
Entranced by the sight of my body taking his in, I barely register his words, but he doesn’t let me ignore him.
All of a sudden the circles over my clit stop and I raise my gaze to him with a whimper and rage in my eyes.
Why did he stop?
“I said look at me, Little Devil,” he tells me with a smirk, as if he can read my mind.
He’s about to put that thumb to work again when I take him to the hilt and start to rub myself on his pelvis.
“Oh God,” I say like a prayer. It feels so freaking good.
Understanding that I don’t need him—or his thumb—this time, Elhyor’s hand goes back to my hip and helps me undulate over him.
I’m not going fast, and from the pressure his hands are applying on my hips, I’m pretty sure this is torture for him, but nothing shows in his eyes. I keep my gaze glued to him as I ride him slowly. I can feel his piercings this way, but they don’t hurt or press on anything particular.
But this isn’t enough anymore. I need more. I start to grow frantic in my movement and Elhyor realizes what I’m trying to do, so instead of letting me continue with my unstoppable up and down on my knees, he forces my hips up and a whimper escapes me again. I want more, not for it to stop.
“Rub your clit like a good wife and come all over my cock,” Elhyor says before he starts moving again, pistoning inside of me from down under me in a relentless manner.
I bring my fingers to my clit and start rubbing, still watching Elhyor.
But he isn’t watching my face anymore. His eyes can’t seem to leave the sight of his cock plunging into my pussy and my fingers rubbing me at the same time.
“Look how you take me so well, Little Devil,” Elhyor says with a grunt. “That sweet little cunt was made for me.”
Why does his dirty talking turn me on so much?
I feel my own body start to tingle with the telltale of an orgasm and I keep rubbing myself in tandem with the plunging of his cock inside of me.
I’m a writhing mess of sensation and I moan so loud that I’m sure half of Notre Dame can hear me, but I don’t care. I know I should—we’re in a church and some would find it blasphemous—but it feels too good to care.
