Page 245 of Ominous: Part 1
A rush of what must be love warms every muscle in my body, including my heart.
Then I feel her teeth.
A gentle nip, it’s enough to catch my attention, and I jerk her back by her hair, saliva connecting the tip of my cock to her swollen, red lips.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I ask her, my voice stern, but I’m not mad.
The look she gives me is innocent, even though she is anything but, down at my feet after everything I just told her.
“Don’t be sweet.” She says the words as a whisper, a plea, pink filling her cheeks.
Then she’s taking me into her mouth again, all the way back, gagging on my cock, her body jolting as she heaves.
I gather her hair into a makeshift ponytail, jerking her head up, her eyes searching mine, begging for what she asked for, and I reach for her nose.
My entire body trembles marginally as I stop her from breathing, my fingers pinching her nostrils.
“Don’t stop,” I tell her, shoving and pulling and guiding her head with her hair in my hands, like a leash. “I’m not done.”
She makes a strangled sound in her throat, and I feel it vibrate against my dick.
I bite my lip, watching the pink of her cheeks turn to a splotchy red along her face, down her neck, those buttons all done up like she’s a goddamn angel.
She is anything but. She is a fuckingnightmare,leading me into temptation instead of trying to guide me out.
I smile at the way she’s digging her nails into my thighs now, both of her hands pushing away as she tries to turn her head, because she needs to take a breath.
But she doesn’t want me to let it go that easily.
She wouldn’t have asked for it if she did.
Besides, now she’s grinding herself against my shoe, her cunt rocking back and forth along the top of it like she’s a starved, desperate little whore. So many facets to her, she makes my fucking head spin.
When I see a vein in her temple strain against her skin, I release my hold on her nose and cup her face, tracing her lips around my cock with my thumb as she breathes, her chest rising and falling before she starts to suck me harder, faster, her eyes on mine.
“God, you’re so fucking good, baby girl.” I keep my thumb on her bottom lip, stretched tight around me, and ask, “Do you want me to come?”
She nods, making a sound over my dick.
“Yeah?” The word is barely more than a breath because I’m so fucking close. I glance at the muscles of her thighs flexing as she moves, her poor knees ground into the floor.
She nods again, her cheeks hollow, her eyes wide and full of love.
“I want you to swallow all of it, do you understand?”
She’s eager, nodding again.
My body feels like it’s on fire, my stomach twisted into a pleasurable knot, pulled lower, tighter, until I’m grabbing her nose again, stopping her breath, and I’m coming inside her warm mouth as she bucks her hips, getting her own pleasure from my fucking shoe.
“Fuck, Eden.” I knock my head back against the bookshelf, still coming, still holding her nose as I look down at her through my lashes, watching her come apart on my foot as everything comes out of me, and I can barely fucking breathe myself.
Finally,finally,I release her.
She grabs my cock so she can pull her mouth off of me but still stroke me, and as she tips her head up, her mouth parted, gasping, I see my cum on her tongue, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth.
“Eli,” she whimpers, grabbing my thigh, still stroking me, the aftershocks enough to make me tremble. “Eli,baby.”Her eyes are closed, but when she calls me “baby” like she did the first time, I feel like I could fall to my fucking knees.
And when she’s done, hanging her head, her shoulders moving as she heaves gasping breaths, I slowly uncurl her fingers from my dick, pull up my boxers and my pants, and sink to the floor, pushing her down onto her back as I kneel between her thighs.
