Page 53 of Allured
A small laugh escapes me and I prop myself up so I can see exactly where he’s teasing me. The sight of his hands, so slender and soft looking compared to the olive skin of my thighs, has my mouth watering for more of his touch.
“They're a dime a dozen, you’re good, angel.”
“You are perfect.” Ezekiel’s voice is breathy as he admires my cock beneath the panties. Just one little shift of fabric and I’d be exposed to him.
I gasp when, instead of a gentle movement, Ezekiel all but rips the fabric off of me, causing my cock and sack to lean to the side where the ruined silk isn’t bunched. His long fingers play with the fabric of the stockings on the side of my thighs, switching between gentle touches and deep kneading.
“Baby, you’re this anguished already?”
“I’ve been thinking about your cock in me since I first saw you, Ez.”
He looks at me sternly, stopping his movement up my thighs which causes a frustrated growl to leave my lips.
“I’ve been thinking about your cock in me since I first saw you,Sir,” I correct myself, knowing this is the game he wants to play tonight. And I’m fucking here for it.
Ezekiel parts my thighs, making the panties slide fully over and completely exposing me to him. He applies delicious pressure to the inside of my knees, making me shift and spread so I’m bent like a fucking pretzel. My legs are pressed firmly against my chest.
“I can see your greedy hole clenching for me, baby. Do you need me to fill you so badly that you’re willing to look so obscene beneath me?” Ezekiel asks, the domineering tone in his voice tells me there’s no more playing around. He’s ready to take and I’m so fucking ready to give.
“Y—yes, Sir,” I nod desperately. My eyes track the movement of his hands along my inner thighs. I feel his thumbs hook between my asscheeks and push the flesh apart so that he can get a better look.
A satisfied hum leaves his chest. That noise combined with the feeling of his thumbs so close to being inside me, have me clawing at the sheets beneath me.
“Please,” I manage to beg.
“Please what, Alek? Would you like me to continue just doing this? I am having quite the time admiring your tight little hole.” Ezekiel pushes his thumbs closer and I feel the beginning of the stretch I’m aching for. I need more.
“Please, open me up for your cock, Sir.” The sentence trails off as Ezekiel pushes his thumbs forward and backward, fuckingmassagingmy asshole but still not going nearly as deep as I need him to.
“Do you want me to use your greedy hole, Alek?” Ezekiel asks though he doesn’t need to.
I cry out and throw my head back onto the mattress when I feel his hands move away from me. I only hold back a curse when I hear the bottle of lube open up and my body finally starts to relax from pent—up frustration.
“Grab the back of your thighs and hold yourself open for me, baby.”
I open my eyes to see Ezekiel coating his fingers in lube while he calmly sits back onto his calves and waits for me to comply. I wrap my hands around the back of my thighs, exposing myselffully to him. I strain, my core tight, as I try to keep a good angle so I can still see everything.
“You’ll need to tell me if I’m doing this correctly.” Ezekiel moves his slickened hand toward my ass but pauses to look at me. “I do not wish to cause you any displeasure.”
“I will,” I nod reassuringly, a warm and pleasant feeling in my chest from the care that he’s showing me. I don’t get much time to think about how genuinely careful he is of me. Any thoughts I have go out the window as Ezekiel’s long fingers prod my hole.
“Fuck, that’s good, angel.” My neck strains as I lean forward but I need to see what he’s doing to me as much as I need to feel it. One of Ezekiel’s fingers is buried deep within me, moving quickly past the first, then the second knuckle, and I lose control of the noises leaving me. I’m pretty sure I thank him and curse him in the same sentence when I feel him retreat only to plunge back into me with two fingers.
“Are you sure you’ll be able to take my cock? I feel you sucking in my fingers already, Alek.” His fingers become more forceful as they go deeper and I’m thankful. I’m not a delicate little thing he needs to be careful with. I can take everything Ez can give me.
“I need more, Sir.”
Ezekiel shifts forward so that he’s leaning further into my space. He places his hand flat on my chest and applies pressure. Without questioning, I lay back against the bed, my core and neck muscles thanking him for the break.
“You aren’t ready for my cock yet, baby.”
I suddenly feel Ezekiel’s breath against my lower abdomen, right below the garter belt. My plea is cut off when I feel the warm, wet suction of his mouth around the head of my cock.
Ezekiel tongues around the flesh at the top of my dick, lowering the skin there to suck up the gathered beads of precum.His tongue laps my slit at the same time I feel him enter a third finger into my ass. I want to fuckingthrashbut his hand on my chest and my own on the back of my legs makes it so I can’t move much.
He’s got me right where he wants me, growling his name louder and louder the deeper I feel his fingers go into me. My breath is unsteady and I’m sure my heart rate is through the fucking roof at this point. If I wasn’t so focused on making sure I didn’t immediately come down Ezekiel’s throat, I’m sure I would be better at making my case for him to put his dick in me already.
Instead, I can only whine and beg for his cock. My thighs are trembling, and the sweat gathering there makes it hard for me to keep my legs held up.
