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SAPPHIRE
Within seconds, we’re tearing at each other’s clothes, fingers clawing, lips pressing, tongues tangling, until fabric is scattered all around us until it’s just us. Skin against skin, heat against heat, his weight pressing down on me, our hearts pounding together. Every gasp, every touch leaves us raw and exposed, tongues entwining together with nothing left to hide.
I widen my legs to accommodate his body as Eli traces a path of kisses along my jaw and down my neck, over the streams of necklaces I have, as my eager hips tilt upward, my pussy pulsing with desire.
“Fuck me,” I gasp, arching my neck back, pushing my breasts into his chest. My nipples graze against his skin, making them pebble.
“Not yet.” Eli chuckles darkly, sounding menacing, moving down my body and stopping at my breasts, kissing me between my cleavage. My nipples tighten into hard peaks from the anticipation. I let out a long moan when he flicks my puckered nipple with his tongue before licking the other as he teases, then pulls it between his teeth, sending a shockwave of pleasure to my pussy.
I’m a mixture of frustration and desire, longing for him to be inside me now but loving every moment of him worshiping my body.
“Your nipples are the prettiest rosy pink.”
“Yeah?”
“I’ve been imagining what color they are for weeks. You are fucking beautiful,” he mumbles against my skin. He runs the tip of his tongue around the outer edge of my nipple, then takes it entirely into his mouth, nipping at it with his teeth. I push the back of his head, urging him to suck it, hard, because it feels so goddamn good. Utterly delicious.
“As much as I want to fuck you…” he starts, then pauses, nearly unable to resist lavishing his tongue around my nipple as he works me into a frenzy, devouring me. Eventually he finishes his sentence. “I think I might take my sweet-ass time with you. Tease you. Until you’re begging me to fill you with my cock.”
God, he’s infuriating.
He runs the tip of his nose over my skin as he moves to my other breast. “Because you’ve been teasing me with those little cowboy boots and summer dresses for months now.” Eli kisses my nipple, while his fingertips tickle my skin, graze my calves, and explore my body as goosebumps spread across me, my whole body craving every inch of his attention.
I grab his hair and clutch the strands between my fingers as he pinches my other nipple with his skilled fingers, tormenting me further by licking and sucking my breast until I’m uncontrollably writhing beneath him.
“That’s so good, Eli,” I whisper. He might be playing with only my nipples, but I feel his touch everywhere.
I’m so wet, and he’s yet to touch my pussy.
Torturing me some more, he returns to my other nipple and gives it the same attention before easing himself down the bed, between my legs with a look of determination.
He kisses just above my belly button, then below it, before finally his handsome face looks up at me, and he gives me a rare knockout smile.
With a deep longing to touch him, I slide my hands down his strong forearms, which he has stretched out on either side of me, and I let my fingertips explore his skin, moving up, to anywhere I can reach. He’s so fit and gorgeous.
“I love the way you touch me,” he admits, dropping a kiss just above my pussy that makes me groan and dig my nails into his shoulders, making him groan in response too, the pair of us creating our own symphony of sounds.
Eli then inhales a deep breath, pushing the tip of his nose between my pussy lips before saying, “I can smell how wet you are for me, baby.”
Baby.
Oh, how I love that.
“Are you wet for me?” His voice playfully dances with a hint of dark mischief.
I’m unable to form words, my heart pounding in my chest, and all I can do is nod.
“Should we check how wet your pretty cunt is?” His dirty words make me inhale sharply, my heated core aching from how aroused I am by his filthy mouth.
He spreads my thighs wide before he touches my pussy with featherlight strokes, moving to my thighs again, toying with me, making me wait, to draw out the moment. It’s both painful and perfect in equal amounts.
Drawing circles across my skin, he teases my inner thighs with gentle touches before moving back to my pussy.
While he’s in control, I’m writhing, tilting my pelvis, enticing him to touch me, on the cusp of completely losing it, and begging him, just like he said I would, to fuck me.
Eli continually fuels the desire burning inside me whenever he dusts his fingertips across my pussy again, then the skin on my ass and thighs, moving closer to where I want him to be.