Page 178 of Ominous: Part 1
She looks dazed, her eyes glassy. Like she’s completely stunned. It makes me feel a little proud of myself.
I dive down to kiss her, and she stills for a moment, like she’s not sure of the taste ofheron her own lips, but then she opens her mouth, and my tongue is twirling around hers. She trails her hands down my arms and over my chest.
I reach behind my head and pull off my shirt, dropping it over the side of the bed and placing my hand down by her head again, both of them bracketing her as slowly we disentangle ourselves from our kiss once more.
Her fingers dance over my muscles, and my abs jump with her touch as she looks at me. Then her thumb is gliding over the waistband of my sweats. She keeps her eyes off of mine as she pulls them down, alongside my boxers. I help her, pushing them to my knees, then kicking them off, my dick breathing a little easier now it’s free.
She avoids my eyes when she asks, “Help me.”
I guide her hand slowly to my cock, and her breath hitches as I circle her fingers around it between us, and help her stroke me, all while I stare at her face.
“Harder,” I tell her as her cheeks flush pink. “Squeeze me harder.”
She does, and it feels so fucking good, moving her hand up and down my shaft. Her movements are a little clumsy but knowing she hasn’t done this before… it turns me on more.
I close my eyes, guiding her still, groaning at the feel of her. I move her hand faster, squeeze it tighter. In my head, all I’m thinking about is diving into her tight pussy. How it’s going to feel so fucking good to be her first and—
We hear a fucking noise downstairs,over the music.
I still.
Her eyes widen as I look at her, and her fingers curl tighter around my cock, but she stops moving her hand. “Eli—”
“I’m not stopping.” The words are automatic, but I want her to understand this. “I’m not stopping, baby girl.”
“Butyour dad—”
“Isn’t going to come into my locked bedroom.” I say the words through gritted teeth because I feel like I’m about to explode over here, but I’m not mad. I just… I’m just not fucking stopping for my goddamn dad.
I lean down and kiss her. She turns her face, but she doesn’t let go of me.
I lick a line down her throat. “Please don’t make me stop.” I release my fingers over hers and run my entire hand over her pussy, still so hot and so fucking wet. “Put me inside you. Don’t make me stop.Please,Eden.” Driving my finger inside her, her body at once tightens and relaxes, and she turns her head to stare back up at me.
“Look,” I tell her quietly, and she keeps squeezing and stroking me, not fast, way too slow to make me cum, but that’s going inside her anyway. “Look down, baby.”
Her face is flushed, but she lowers her gaze, coming up on one elbow, other hand still around me.
I glance down, too, seeing my thumb inside of her, and her knees widen. Slowly I pull my finger out and run it between her lips, separating them, so she can see herself, see how turned on she is, everything probably still sensitive from her orgasm.
There’s a creak from down the hall. Dad walking up the stairs. She tries to snap her knees together, but I slap the inside of her thigh, and when her eyes cut to mine, I know she liked it.
“You mad?”
She narrows her eyes.
I smile at her and whisper, “Make me hurt, too.”
Giving me one last vicious squeeze, she releases my dick and yanks at my choker, twisting her fingers under it. It doesn’t cut off my air supply, but it digs into my skin and the pressure feels good.
I wrap my fingers around myself and circle her clit with the head of my cock, glancing down and watching the precum leaking from the tip get all over her.
“Do you want me to use a condom?” I ask at the exact same time I glide myself down to her entrance, butting up against it.
She slowly lowers back on my bed, her hold loosening on my choker.
Somewhere in the house, a door closes.
She shuts her eyes.
