Page 104 of True Honey
“Oh she’s quiet now,” he purred.
“Show me that passion, Doc.” I grinned, letting my legs fall open but he shook his head gently, a few pieces of hair falling loose as he raised his hand and did a roll over motion with his finger.
“On your knees, hands on the wall,” he said, and I swallowed tightly. I was going to pay for making him strip but with a heated excitement I did as I was told. Rolling over and getting up on my knees I placed both hands flat against the wall and felt the bed dip behind me.
Silas positioned himself behind me, tracing his knuckle down my spine. “Tell me,” he whispered in a low voice that made my body shutter. “How wet are you for me right now?” His free hand slid around my hip and down between my thighs just barely grazing me.
“Don’t ask silly questions,” I sighed, letting my head fall back.
He slid one finger inside of me, finding me wet despite my teasing. “Mmm,” he hummed, “Don’t move,” his hand moved up to tweak on my nipples and I grinned hearing my favorite words. Silas slid between me against the bed, his hands wrapping around my thighs and forcefully pulling me down on top of his mouth without warning.
I gasped at the sudden intrusion of his tongue, my thighs shaking around his head and brushing against his scruffy jaw as he started to work my clit. “Fuck,” I cried out, just trying to keep some control as my fingers curled against the wall.
Silas held my thighs open, his tongue swirling against me in slow, tortuous circles while his fingers curled inside of me. He was proving a point, slow, deep and dirty. He could be passionate. He hummed against me intentionally, making vibrations that had me fluttering tightly around his fingers.
“Silas…” His name dripped from me and I couldn’t take it anymore, weakening attempting to pull away from the wall. But he was quicker, his arms wrapping around my thighs tightly, keeping me imprisoned between his mouth and the wall.
“Don’t you dare fucking move,” he growled sucking my clit hard, he was doing everything he could to work more noises from me. I pressed my hands flat against the wall to steady myself as I sank lower over his face as my legs started to go numb and the pressure twisted up through me like a warming coil.
My body tensed and Silas doubled down on his efforts, sucking and licking with relentless effort. His fingers curled inside of me expertly, hitting that spot that caused my legs to tremble uncontrollably.
“I need you,” I begged him.
His fingers snapped free of me, making me whimper pathetically. His hand smacked my ass hard, just once but enough to make my body tense. “You can’t even handle my tongue right now and you needme?” He taunted softly, spreading my thighs wider apart with his broad shoulders. He knew if he talked dirty enough, I’d get snappy. He was doing everything he could to keep me present and fuck it was working. I wanted more. I didn’t have to be quiet here, there was no one listening but him and he wanted me to sing for him.
“Don’t be mouthy,” I gasped.
Silas smirked against me, knowing he was pushing all the right buttons. “Make me shut up then,” he challenged, grabbing my hips and lifting me slightly so he could speak against my wet, sensitive core. “Fuck my mouth instead if you don’t like my attitude.”
I shook my head in disbelief and flicked my hips back in his grip.
He hummed in approval when I started to move against his mouth again, “that’s it,” he praised, his hands digging into my hips tighter. I whined slightly as his fingers dug so tightly into my skin I could feel the bruises forming while my body crumbled into the pleasure he was building with his tongue. An intoxicating combination that I couldn’t save myself from as the orgasm broke inside of me, exploding like a firework.
He moaned against me as I came apart, the sound vibrating through my clit and prolonging the orgasm. Silas pushed his face deeper between my legs, his tongue continuing to lick, and suck even as I tried to push him away in search of relief. He didn’t relent until I was shaking and completely spent against the hotel wall.
Silas pressed a soft kiss to my stinging ass cheek giving me a chance to catch my breath. “Look at you,” he whispered against my skin, a satisfied smirk in his voice. He gently slid his hand up my stomach, steadying me against the wall as the feeling returned to my legs.
Still on my knees with my back to him I arched against him, letting my head fall to the side as his lips found my neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back against his chest. His lips trailing up and down my neck. I was boneless and pliant in his arms, completely wracked and breathless. Silas nipped at my pulse point, soothing the bite with a lingering kiss.
“Mmm,” I purred, rolling my hips against him and trembling as his length, still hard and ready brushed between my legs.
He hissed sharply as my hips moved me along his shaft. “Damn it, Drew.” He muttered softly, his hands squeezing my thighs. “I can’t get enough of you.” He accused gently, nipping my shoulder. His body was literal sin, I could never get sick of it. Every sharp line, strong muscle and perfect curve.
“Show me,” I urged.
He growled softly, one hand sliding up to wrap around my throat lightly. He used the other to guide himself to my entrance, pushing in slowly. My body easily stretched to accommodate him like it was made only for him.
“Fuck,” he groaned, bottoming out. He started moving his hips deeper, each thrust hitting that spot inside of me that made my legs shake. His hand on my throat tightened slightly, making my head fuzzy in the best kind of way.
“Just like that,” I whispered each word and fell forward against the wall gently to give him a better angle. He moaned out as I bent forward, giving him more access. He pulled back slowly before snapping his hips forward, setting a steady pace.
“You’re goddamn perfect,” he mouthed against my shoulder, his breath hot against my already flushed skin. Silas used his hand on my throat to pull me back onto his dick each time he thrust forward, each time growing closer to his release. His body tightened around mine and his breath became ragged and shallow.
“Baby, I'm not going to last much longer,” he groaned deeply, his hips moving erratically. His voice was strained as he thrusted again, holding himself deep inside as the rubber band snapped within him. His cock throbbed with a wave of pleasure before he pulled free of me. He shifted on the bed, his mouth finding my clit one more time, working out the second round of shockwaves as his hand pumped hard between his legs.
He pushed two fingers inside, but it wasn’t the same. My body craved the fullness that his fingers just couldn't provide. His mouth suctioned over me, sucking hard. I was so oversensitive from the first orgasm that it took such little effort to draw out the second one. His teeth grazed my clit, sending fireworks bursting through me as he groaned loudly and spilled across the bed both orgasms hitting us simultaneously.
Silas moaned against my core, drinking down the release as my body spasmed with waves of pleasure. I was reduced to nothing more than a boneless, moaning mess. His hot release covered his hand and the bedsheet, evidence of his feral enjoyment. He slowly removed his fingers and sucked them clean before rising up, pressing kisses to the back of my thigh and round of my ass.
