Only You

Chapter 28

Alexey

I kiss her deeply once more before pressing my lips to the edge of her jaw. Then I move lower, softly sucking on her pulse in the way I learned she loves before trailing more kisses down her body. Again, I can't stop myself from taking some extra time on her boobs. God, the way they fill my hands and mouth and the sounds Elora lets loose for everything I do is enough to make me never want to move on.

But I do, leaving a line of kisses down the center of her stomach until I'm right at the edge of her underwear. By now, Elora's breathing has turned shallow and uneven so I chance a glance at her face to make sure she's still with me.

When I find her already staring at me, her eyes dark and heavy-lidded, I know without a doubt that she's enjoying this just as much as me. Nonetheless, I ask, "Can I taste you? Can I fuck you with my tongue until you're coming all over my face, Sweetheart?"

She closes her eyes briefly, her hands finding my shoulders and squeezing. "Please," she breathes. And who am I to deny her anything when she asks so nicely?

After practically ripping her lace underwear off her body, I pry her clenched legs apart and gently nudge them as wide open as I can. Elora watches me, the cutest blush creeping up her neck as I spread her out for me. Once her knees are as wide apart as possible, I rip my gaze from hers to look at what I've uncovered, damn near groaning at the sight. She's pink and wet, her skin glistening under the low lights of this room in a mesmerizing way. I don't even have it in me to tease her anymore, going right for the kill instead.

I give her entrance an open-mouthed kiss, groaning at my first taste of her as I let my tongue trail up and down her slit. Elora's stomach clenches beneath my hand, her nails digging into my shoulders while her legs start closing in on my face. My free hand shoots out to keep her legs apart and my eyes snap to hers. She sucks in a breath, moaning when I move my mouth up to her clit.

I suck the sensitive bud into my mouth, letting my teeth graze it just slightly before I stop playing and start drawing even circles around it. Again and again, I make the pattern with my tongue without ever applying the pressure exactly to where she needs me.

That is, until one of her hands finds its way into my hair, moving my face exactly where she wants it as her hips buck to demand more. I can barely stop myself from smirking. That was faster than I expected. I thought I'd have to torture her a little more until she stopped saying please but as it appears, I'm very good at what I do.

Now that the first goal of my night has been achieved, I finally give Elora what I know I can. Within minutes of playing with her clit in earnest, I have her hanging on the edge. I can feel it in the tightening grip on my hair and the quivering in her thighs. Her breathing has long since become messy and desperate while her moans ring off the walls.

It's the most erotic symphony. I'm so hard it fucking hurts.

Still, even after Elora comes once, her legs finally closing around me and squeezing my face, I don't make a move to leave my position and fuck her. Instead, I grant her clit a short break while I bring my right hand in between her legs, opening them up to make some space for me in the process.

I make sure my fingers are slick with her release before I bring one of them to her entrance. While my lips leave chaste little kisses on the insides of her thighs, I start working my middle finger inside of her. She clenches around me, arching her back a little as she whines something incoherent. I smile to myself as I start massaging her inner walls.

Once she's nice and relaxed around that single finger, I add another one, curling them against her G-spot while my mouth finds her clit again.

"Alexey," Elora exclaims when I breathe on the sensitive skin. I figure that she's not used to multiple orgasms. Yet.

"You okay, Sweetheart? Want me to go on?" I ask, momentarily letting off any sort of touch. As soon as I have her consent, I allow myself to feast on her like I sure as hell want to all the while my fingers fuck her. I keep my movements smooth and even, careful not to hurt her when I add a third finger into her tight heat.

I'm glad when there's barely any resistance on her part. On the contrary, the more I give her and the faster my movements become, the more Elora seems to like it. Soon enough, she's writhing restlessly once more, mumbling incoherent pleas.

"Yes, just like that," she finally mumbles when I adjust my fingers just slightly. Knowing she's on the edge, I take care not to change a single thing. When she comes this time, it seems to go on forever. Her nails on my scalp force me to lick her through it while my hands keep up their assault despite the restricted mobility her clenching thighs provide. Hell, I can hardly breathe but every little quivering sound leaving my girl's mouth makes it more than worth it.

If I suffocate right now, I'll die a very happy man.

Once she's a boneless heap and her legs fall open once again, I finally move up her body to press a lingering kiss to her lips. When I pull away, she opens her eyes and presents me with the most beautiful smile I was ever allowed to witness. My chest constricts just slightly and my devious memory already taunts me with the knowledge that I will never get that image out of my head.

"You still with me? We can always postpone the big event if you're tired," I assure her, kissing her cheek since I'm suddenly unable to stop touching her for more than two seconds.

"I'm with you," she admits, letting her eyes flutter close. "Please. I want you to show me what I've been missing out on."

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