Page 58 of Like Grim Death: Part One
I look up at her to see her watching me. I let go of her arm, and she immediately starts to reach for me, but I stop her, pinching her clit so she yelps.
“Keep it behind your back.”Let’s see if she can restrain herself.
She swallows, her throat rolling beneath my hand, then she says, “Okay, Mavy,” and does exactly what I say.
I reach for her calf, feeling her soft, smooth skin beneath my fingers. I lift her leg, propping her foot on the ledge of the oven door, hitting an even better angle. I think I saw a red mark along the back of her thigh, but I imagine it’s only her skin from sitting on the counter. She’s so fair in her complexion.
“She is so pale, the wounds would be beautiful.”
I want to get Mikhail’s words out of my head and I’m going to do it by fucking her.
I can’t circle her clit and fuck her how I want at the same time, so I say, “Touch yourself,” and release her, gripping the counter beside her hip.
She does, one hand still behind her back.
“If you move that arm,” I promise her through gritted teeth as I fuck her slowly, listening to the slick sounds between us, taking a deep breath to catch her scent, “we’re done, do you understand?”
She nods, two fingers coming to her clit as she rubs up and down it, then circles it, her top knuckles grazing my dick as I push in and pull out.
“Use your fucking words.Answer me, Ella.”
“Y-yes,” she moans as I shove all the way in, the counter digging into my thighs as I grip her calf tighter. She’s so fucking wide open for me, I can see every inch of her that I’m not inside of, I can feel her squeezing so hard around my cock.
“Yes what?” My eyes lock on hers.
For a moment, she seems frozen. Then she says, “Yes,Daddy,”and I swear to fucking God I think I’m going to come right now.
But I just grip the counter harder and watch her touch herself as I slow my thrusts into her tight hole.
Until her muscles flex around me, her walls clenching onto my dick, and I know she’s about to come.
I fuck her faster, harder, watching her fingers on her clit and my cock inside of her.
And when she’s close, my name on her perfect mouth, I pull all the way out, even though it fucking kills me, because I want to see her entire pussy as she comes.
She knocks her head back against the cabinet, her fingers still circling fast around her clit, and I bring two of mine to her entrance, pushing down on the wall of muscle, watching it tighten and open. I catch sight of Sid’s name on my hand, right next to Ella’s pussy, and I feel pre-cum leaking from the tip of my cock. It’s perverse, getting more turned on by a tattoo, but I don’t fucking care.
I push three fingers into Ella, all the way to my knuckles, so the ink of Sid’s name brushes against her opening, right there at her fucking pink pussy, and Ella moans my name louder than she ever has, her hand still behind her, like the good fucking girl she is.
And I can’t wait anymore.
I pull my fingers out of her, guiding my dick into her instead. I bring my fingers to her mouth as I fuck her harder, feeling her squeezing so tight around my cock, like she’s still fucking coming. She sucks my fingertips, her mouth so warm and soft.
“Look at me.”
She drops her head, meeting my gaze, her eyes wild. I’m all the way inside of her, and I don’t even want to move much, I don’thave tomove much as she bucks her hips, fucking me herself, her fingers still on her clit as she whimpers.
“Push them in,” I tell her, jerking my chin, my fingers in her mouth. “Push them in beside my cock.”
I think of Ignis, and how this is the closest she’s going to ever fucking get to it.
She obeys me, curling her fingers up and one into her tight hole, alongside my cock. She hisses between her teeth. It feels so good, feeling her expand and stretch and squeeze around me, and her.
“Add another one.”
She does, her eyes still on mine, drool leaking from the corners of her mouth.
I’m so fucking close, the pressure building, warmth hot in my chest, all the way down lower, to my stomach, but I’m not ready yet. I don’t want this to end.
