Page 17 of One Last Wish (The Elder World)

D arce was kissing me , and it was better than I’d ever dreamt of.

His lips moved urgently in time with mine. I’d tried to wrap my arms around his neck, but he’d pinned them above my head. Clearly, I still wasn’t allowed to touch him. Every sweep of his tongue against mine ignited something deep inside me. I couldn’t get enough of his taste, his scent. It reminded me of the mountains on a cold rainy day. It was intoxicating. I was ready to combust and this was only a kiss.

While one hand held me in place, Darce cupped my chin with the other and kissed me with more force. My body was heating up. Coils inside me began to convulse at the mere touch of his hand against my face.

Once we were both breathless, our lips parted. Darce kissed my forehead before moving away slightly. Our bodies were still touching, but he’d released my arms from above my head.

“I thought Charlie would help me forget you,” I admitted sheepishly, looking up at him through my lashes.

“A boy like that is no contest for someone like me, Alora.” Yeah, I realised that now that I’d kissed Darce. My lips were still tingling from the experience.

“I was picturing you while Charlie was kissing me. That’s why I kissed him back. My body has been on overdrive with need for you . I thought that if I got that out of my system, I’d feel better.”

“You desire me that much?”

“Yes! You’re all I can think about. When I’m awake, all I want is to be around you, and my dreams...are only of you.” At my words, his lips pressed fiercely against mine again. His grip was rougher this time. Holding my arms at my side to keep me in place, his tongue invaded every inch of my mouth. Returning the kiss with a groan, I allowed him to take me over completely.

I became so lost in the kiss that I gasped when my back hit the comfort of my bed. How had we even gotten inside? Oh, that didn’t matter. All I could feel was Darce against my lips. “We should stop,” he groaned against my mouth, kissing along my jaw. It didn’t feel like he wanted to stop.

“No, please. I need...something... anything !” I pleaded, keeping my hands above my head on my bed. No touching him. That was clear.

He pulled back, pain etched on his beautiful face. “I can give you a release, but that’s it. We can’t go any further. I...I...I can’t risk you.”

“ Anything , Darce. I’ll take anything . Make the yearning stop.” My plea must have broken him down as his lips met with mine once more. He pinned my arms above my head again. Didn't he trust me not to touch him?

His other hand trailed down my chest and over my stomach. He pulled my dress up over my body, using it to blindfold me. My arms buckled as I tried to reach for him, and I realised his need to hold me down. I was lying before him in only my panties and couldn't see his face. It was pure torture.

“You’re a vision, Alora,” he cooed. Feeling his breath against my breasts, I arched towards him. “Fingers or tongue?”

“What?” I trembled, unsure of the question.

“How would you like to come? By my fingers or tongue?” Sweet mother of mercy! “Or do you want me to decide?” I could hear that playful smirk in his voice.

“Fingers,” I blurted out, needing his hands on me.

“Your wish is my command,” he chuckled, licking across my nipple. I broke piece by piece. His hand slipped inside my panties and right into my sex, rubbing the sweetest spot over and over. A spot I hardly knew existed inside me. I was all feelings in that moment, which wasn’t an experience that I was used to. Darce’s mouth was all over my chest, licking and sucking my nipples, helping to bring my climax to the surface.

His fingers moved against my bundle of nerves, and I started to realise foreplay had never felt like this.

Darce didn’t hurry his movements, but it was enough to make me slowly begin to build. He blew gently over my nipples that were wet from his kisses and licks. I would have jolted off the bed if he wasn’t holding me down.

“Are you ready to let go?” Darce whispered against my mouth, claiming my lips so aggressively that I was unable to respond.

He twisted two fingers inside me while rubbing my hyper-sensitive core. I could feel myself begin to build as his fingers hit places inside me I didn’t know existed. How was he able to play my body so well?

“It’s okay, Alora. Let go, I’ll catch you.” His voice was a soft caress. I let go, spiralling out of control as my orgasm rippled through my body over and over. I could feel him everywhere, all at once, and seemed to be endlessly falling into a sweet abyss.

Darce pulled my dress back over my body. The soft dim light from the lamp made me squint a little from the sudden brightness. When I focused on his face, his smile was infectious.

“Well, that got a little out of hand,” he sighed, sitting up.

“That...that was...” I had no words.

“I told you I was good. Why are you surprised?” He dodged the pillow I threw at him. “I better go.” My body sank, but I knew he wouldn’t stay the night. Did I even want that? “We’ll talk more on Monday.” I got up to see him out, my legs still a little wobbly from the intense orgasm. “You haven’t said much, Alora. Are you alright?” Darce asked as I was about to open the front door for him.

“I’m still in a state of orgasmic bliss, and worried I might have picked wrong.”

“You’ll need to elaborate, Alora. I can’t read minds.”

Giving him a challenging smirk, I said exactly what was on my mind. “I’m wondering if your tongue is better than your fingers.” It was a deadly game that I was playing. I wasn’t sure I’d survive another climax right now if Darce accepted the challenge.

“Mmm...” His eyes went dark and hooded. “I can’t have you wondering that all night once I’m gone. I’ll let you decide now.”

I had no words for how it felt looking at Darce Undergrove on his knees in front of me. His eyes were dark as he looked up at me. My chest was heaving so fast that it ached. Gripping the doorframe behind me, I felt him inhale my sex. When his nose brushed against my panties, I moaned a little too loudly, which got a chuckle from him. His breath fanned across my thigh and I was lost. Twisting his fingers into the side of my panties, I felt them fall down my legs.

“Open your legs a little wider for me,” Darce ordered. The moment I did as he asked, I felt his tongue begin to explore me. He made slow movements at first, licking and savouring. Darce’s groans of pleasure at the taste of me made more moisture pool at my centre. He left no inch of my sex unexplored. I was writhing in a way I’d never experienced. I don’t know how it was possible, but Darce was playing with my body like he’d studied it all his life. Every twist of his tongue, the teasing of his fingers curled deep inside me...it was all deliberate. It brought pure pleasure to the pit of my stomach. I was building faster than I ever had before. This wasn’t slow like it had been in my bedroom. Darce was going to make me explode in a matter of minutes.

Increasing the pace, he alternated between quick licks of his tongue and inserting his finger deep inside me. Both! That was the answer: his tongue was just as good as his fingers. My hands were still gripping the door as he lifted one of my legs and put it over his shoulder, bringing my sex even closer to his mouth. Never! Never did I dream it would feel like this.

I was trapped in my own mind, where all I sensed was Darce and the power of his tongue and fingers.

How long had he been worshipping me this way? It felt like a lifetime , not mere minutes. My legs ached, but the coil deep inside me began to release.

“Come on, Alora. I can feel you’re close. Give it up,” Darce mumbled into my sex, running his tongue against my sensitive bundle of nerves. A few more twists of his finger and I was done.

I spiralled, feeling my entire body heat as my release rippled through every nerve ending inside me.

I couldn’t open my eyes. I was still coming down from my climax minutes later. My hands gripped the door so hard my knuckles were probably white. Darce pulled my panties back up, but was still knelt in front of me, gazing up at me.

“Holy shit!” I panted, finally looking down at him. I almost came undone again at the sight of him. “You...You...You are something else.” Darce had a smug look on his face as he traced his fingertips along the inside of my thighs. My body was yearning, craving every single touch he gave me.

“I could get so lost in you. Strip you completely naked and worship every single inch of you. The taste of you, I almost...” He stopped himself, shaking a thought off. “We should stop. This was a mistake. It was wrong of me to lose control like that.”

“No!” I pleaded. “You can’t make me cum like that and then simply stop . Stay the night. Worship my body the way I know you want to. Let me touch you .”

“That would be a dangerous game, Alora.” He stood up, and all I wanted to do was run my finger over his lips. “As amazing as you look in this dress, the answer is no.”

“I can’t see the harm,” I smirked, fluttering my eyelashes at him.

“You wouldn’t.” He sighed, rolling his eyes at me. “I have to go.”

“Don’t start using that restraint again. Not when you just made me cum harder than I’ve ever cum in my life . I don’t think I’m even that good with my own fingers.”

Darce pinched the bridge of his nose, groaning. “Please. Don’t say things like that around me, not when I’m trying my hardest to protect you,” he breathed, running his hands through his hair. “I’ll see you on Monday. We can talk more then.”

“I’ll be dreaming of your mouth on me tonight!” I called out to him as he walked down the corridor.

“Such a wicked creature,” Darce sighed, a small smirk playing on his face. “Goodnight, Alora.” With that, he left.

I tried to see which way he walked away from my apartment, but I didn’t notice him anywhere. It was like he had vanished into thin air.

Falling back onto my bed, I let out a large sigh. Darce had kissed me, fingered me and gone down on me.

Holy shit! That meant he did like me! Where did that leave my date with Theo on Thursday? Surely, I wouldn't have to go through with that now? I’d have to wait until Monday to see what mood Darce was in.