Page 70 of Seduction

Her hand slips under the covers, fingers skating across my stomach. My muscles jump at her soft touch. Sinking her teeth into her bottom lip, she stares down at me, no doubt watching for my reaction. Her touch and the twinkle of excitement in her eyes have me getting hard before she even reaches my dick. She stops before she gets there, straddling me instead.

“You know, I seem to remember thatIset out to seduceyou. You kinda turned the tables on me.”

“Is that so?”

“It is. I was just supposed to get some hot sex out of the deal.”

“And you didn’t?” I raise a brow.

“I did, and I’m looking forward to more, but… I got something else.”

“What’s that?”

“You made me think about you, and not just having sex with you. I mean, I still want you. I just want something different now.”

“What do you want, Ellen?” I hold her stare.

“I want more. I want everything. I want the one hundred percent.”

Sitting up, I grab the back of her neck and pull her lips to mine. She moans, sliding her fingertips up my sides. Before I can begin to kiss her the way I want to, she breaks away. With a smirk, she pushes me back down on the bed, then reaches for the hem of her sundress. I follow the progress of the material as she slowly pulls it over her head. Every inch of exposed skin gets me painfully harder. By the time her breasts are revealed, I’m barely holding on to my self-control. I reach for them, but she shakes her head, tutting at me like a child.

“It’s my turn, Dr. Emerson.”

She slides down my legs, kneeling between them as she wraps her fingers around my dick.

Shit.

“Ellen.” She glances up, waiting for me to continue. “Your pussy… my face.”

She gasps but doesn’t move, asking instead, “You said it’s about mutual gratification, right?”

“Right.”

“Well, this is what I enjoy. Please… just let me have this.”

As I’m about to continue my protest, she continues, “Besides, I’m not exactly kneeling at your feet.”

I relent, nodding as I slide my fingers into her hair. She leans forward, the brown tresses tickling my thighs. Holding my gaze, her tongue ventures out to lick at the head of my dick.

“Fuck….”

Her tongue slides along the shaft from base to tip before she wraps her lips around the head. I fall back into the pillows, groaning as she begins to suck. Slowly, she works her way down, taking more of me. When I moan, she pulls back, licking me from root to tip, lubricating me for her hands. Gripping me in a fist, she strokes up and down, lightly sucking on the head and swirling her tongue around it.

“Look at me, Jon.”

Raising my head from the pillow, my gaze locks with hers. She smirks and then, with no warning, takes me to the back of her throat without even flinching. My fingers tighten in her hair, pulling when her free hand cups my balls.

“Fuck, Ellen.”

Pleased with my reaction, her head begins to bob, her tongue sliding up and down my dick. I resist the urge to fuck her mouth, allowing her the freedom to do what she says she enjoys. What she’s fucking good at. I keep my eyes on her, even when stars dance before them as she hollows out her cheeks. I’ve had my dick sucked more times than I care to count, but it’s never felt like this. Ellen’s got skills, but I know this is way beyond that. It’s our link, the connection we share; that’s what makes it so intense. She sucks harder, her mouth and hands working in tandem, on a mission to make me come harder than I ever have before.

“I love the way you taste… how you feel on my tongue,” she tells me before diving right back in.

“Shit. Stop, Ellen. I’m coming!”

My balls tighten, pulling close to my body as sensations race through me. She doesn’t let up, pumping faster, sucking harder, moaning around me. Unable to hold on any longer, I erupt, shooting cum down her throat. Her hands still, but not her mouth. She keeps sucking as if drawing more from me. My dick twitches, intermittent bursts of cum landing on her tongue. Finally releasing me with a popping sound, she licks at me until I loosen my hold on her hair. My head falls back on the pillow and I watch her sit on her heels, a satisfied smile on her lips.

“Come here, woman.”