Page 50 of Into the Light

“You don’t have to thank me.”

“I do, El. I’ve never talked about this before. You’re bringing me back.”

She wrapped her arms around me again, this time even tighter. And we sat like that, for minutes or hours, I didn’t know. But when I finally found the strength to stand up, I carried her into the bedroom where we still held onto each other, and drifted off to sleep.

twenty-four

ELLIE

The glowing lightfrom the other room left a ray on the wall through the cracked door. When I slid my hand over to the space next to me, I only felt the cold sheet. No Raf. I reached for my phone to check the time. Three in the morning. I put it back on the nightstand and sat up.

Padding along the wooden floors, I went out to the living room and found him sitting on the couch, focusing intently on his phone. He looked up and smiled, but it wasn’t his normal smile. It was pained, drawn. Purely for my benefit.

“Can’t sleep?”

“Whenever I have trouble sleeping, I play this stupid game,” he flashed his phone screen to me and I saw colorful graphics, but didn’t recognize what it was. “It’s not helping tonight. Only making me more alert.” He laughed at that, but I didn’t.

“You want to talk about it?” I sat down next to him.

“Nah. We did that.” He entangled his arm with my knee, and rubbed his thumb over my bare skin. “I think it was that I’d never talked about it, now that I did, it was like a release. But everything came back. It’s not buried deep anymore, my mind keeps going over and over it.”

“Well, that makes sense. I’m really sorry, Raf. I had no idea you’d been through all of that. I wish I could have helped you through it.”

“I didn’t let you know. That was on me.”

I leaned forward to kiss him, his ocean and pine scent going straight to the pleasure center of my brain. I climbed into his lap, absently noticing he dropped his phone and slid his hands to rest on my ass. Deepening the kiss, I rolled my hips into him, feeling him grow hard beneath me. I didn’t know what to say to make Raf feel better, but I knew I could do this. I could give him pleasure and in turn, take my own. The heady feeling of power rushed through me and my pulse quickened.

I broke the kiss. “Remember, I know what you need.”

He made an “mmm” sound in the back of his throat and thrusted up once, telling me all I needed to know. He was ready.

I slid off him onto my knees on the floor and stared into his eyes as I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. His cock sprang out, impossibly hard, and my eyes couldn’t help but drift to it. From this view, he was even bigger than I realized. He ran his hand through my hair and down to my cheek.

“You see something you like?” he asked, with a smirk. I realized my mouth had dropped open and my eyes went wide. I was salivating for him.

I looked back into his eyes, nodded and shrugged. And then dove in.

He leaned his head back and moaned as I took the tip of him into my mouth, sliding my tongue around it and using my cheeks to give him gentle suction. His moans made me ache for him, and spurred me on. I licked up the entire length, teasing my movements to drive him wild. After all, I knew what he needed.

We had this primal connection, Raf and me. Some way, somehow, we knew each other deeper than we even realized. And that knowledge gave me a power I relished as I was on my knees for him.

He started to thrust, little movements of his hips he was unsuccessfully trying to control. I finally gave in and took him deep into my throat like he wanted.

“Ahh.” His sigh of relief echoed throughout the apartment and I giggled.

I bobbed my head, up and down, taking him as deep into my throat as I could. It was wet and sloppy, our sounds mingling to create a sinful soundtrack. He moved his hand to the back of my head, pressing down, not quite controlling my movements, but guiding them. His other hand came down to wrap around my neck, to feel through my skin just how deep he was, just how much I was choking on his delicious cock.

“Fuck, angel. You know how to work this cock. Take it deep.”

I felt myself getting wet, my pussy pulsing with need, but I didn’t want to stop, I wanted to suck Raf’s cock all night. I bottomed out, and he held me down. Five seconds… Ten seconds… And then choking, and up again, where he held my face in his hands and looked at me like I was the most glorious thing he’d ever seen. I felt like it, too. This power delighted me. I’d never loved sucking dick so much. I’d never craved it like this.

I increased my rhythm now, up and down on him, using my hand too, and I felt him tense. His thighs were bouncing, his grunts were becoming louder and louder. I excitedly kept going, not daring to change the rhythm for a second.

But out of nowhere he pulled me up and off him. I almost pouted, but then he yanked my shorts down.

“I need to come deep inside this pussy. Come here and ride me.”

He didn’t have to ask twice. I shoved my thong to the side and climbed on his lap, sinking down onto that perfect cock. I might have even lost consciousness for a moment as I fully seated myself.

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