Page 126 of Crimson Promises
A dip in temperature poked holes in the dark oblivion I had slipped into. Unable to pry my eyes open, I realized that the space that had been molded against mine was no longer empty. My eyelids had no problem flying open at that thought. I propped myself against the headboard when a familiar arm pushed me back against the bed frame. “Relax, Ben,” she whispered.
Aurora was on all fours, hair tied up in a messy bun, a few strands framing her features. Her pupils dilated. They reminded me of the night sky. Slowly, she pulled the sheet that was resting on my abdomen lower.
“What are you doing? Come back to bed.” Neither of us had bothered to put on any clothes. Both of her breasts were dangling in front of me, those perfect mounds topped with rose-colored nipples. I reached out to knead one, but she swatted my hand out of the way.
“You can touch later, Ben. It’s my turn now. I need to satisfy this craving that’s been driving me mad.”
She planted kisses down my chest, over the planes of my ribs, and down my abdomen. Aurora treated me reverently, kissing every scar and imperfection that marred my skin. She swirled her tongue around my belly button. Her exploration continued, her gentle movements sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. I bunched the sheets in my fists as her mouth followed the trail of hair that led directly below. With each kiss, she pulled the sheet down further until my rock-hard dick was serving at attention.
“Aurora, you don’t have?—”
She gave the base of my shaft a hard squeeze that cut off any and all rational thoughts. Aurora gripped her hand around my length while she used the nails of her left hand to draw maddening patterns around my inner thighs, moving from my knees inwards until she cupped my balls.
She bit her lip and then began massaging my balls in the palm of her hand. The heat of her hand contrasted with the air against my shaft had me tossing the sheets on the floor. I didn’t know what to do with myself.
When she saw my reaction to how she was handling my body, her movements became more confident—bolder. She began pumping my cock, alternating between twisting or pulsing motion. Aurora licked the bead of precum that had begun to form on my tip, all while maintaining eye contact with me.
The little devil liked knowing the effect she had on me.
She shifted onto her knees to give herself more leverage as she pulled the tip of my cock into her mouth.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head.
“Fuck, baby. That feels so good.” I didn’t know that I had ever felt anything better. Except being inside her. As she took me further into her mouth, every so often, her teeth would graze the sensitive spot at my tip, then run over the area with her tongue.
I reached my hands above me to change the angle.
Aurora demanded, "I want all of you, every part of you. I want you to give me everything you have without reservations."
I fisted my hand in her hair, tugging at her scalp. "If you do that, I'll lose control."
"That's exactly what I want," she said. Aurora removed her mouth from my shaft while still gliding her hand over me in torturous movements. She licked and sucked each one of my balls into her mouth. "I want to see you come. To feel untethered as you always make me feel. And I want you to say my name when you do."
I was going to crack this headboard in half.
I gave her exactly what she asked for. I lifted my hips. She kept her hands braced on both of my thighs as I fucked her mouth. It felt so hot and wet as my tip hit the back of her throat.
It felt too good. Nothing was better than the feeling of her.
I began to ease my strokes, not ready for this to be over yet. Aurora propped her head back up and hovered over my dick, which was now so red it was almost purple, veins bulging, begging for release. I let go of the headboard.
“Are you ready to say yes to training me?”
“Aurora,” was all I could manage to bite out.
She bent down and licked from the tip to the base of my shaft. “I’d think long and hard before you answer.”
“Hard isn’t going to be the problem here, baby.” She swirled her tongue along the top like devouring her favorite ice cream.
“You are a devious little minx,” I chided.
She worked my dick inch by inch. I couldn’t take it anymore. I pushed back the strands of hair blocking me from seeing her and grabbed her bun. I directed her head further to where I needed her. My body was reaching a peak that all I wanted to let go and tumble down from with no regard. She kept bringing me to the cusp and denying my orgasm.
“Aurora,” I grated out.
“All you need to do is say one word.”
I could feel her bringing me to the back of her throat, taking me all the way in. My resistance was like scraps of confetti strewn across the floor.
