Page 96 of The First Taste

“I want to make you feel good, Ella,” he whispers in my ear. His breath tickles me, causing a shiver to slide down my spine. “Don’t deny me.”

He drops his lips to my throat, searing me with a hard kiss.

I let out a breathy moan, my eyes closing halfway. Keir somehow always does this to me. It’s like he gets me so wrapped up in being a perfect plaything for him. I should know better.

There should be words of protest on my lips.

But damn if my body doesn’t want him all the same.

His hand releases my hair and skims down my body, touching my breasts, my navel, and then continuing down to tease along the line of my panties. My breath halts as he lifts up the thin cotton of my nightshirt and finds that the only thing standing between him and my bare skin is my skimpy thong.

“You don’t need this,” he whispers. Displaying an impressive among of strength, he rips the thong off of my body.

I lean my head back, panting, already hot for him. It doesn’t take much and after my dream, I just want to bury my hands in his hair and ride his cock until I’m too sore to move.

He parts my thighs just enough to slip his fingers through my slit, finding my needy, aching clit. I make a soft sound, pleading and filled with want.

When Keir smirks at me, I know that I’m about to get fucked. But part of me also knows that I’ll come like I’ve never come before. I’m not going to lie, I want him badly.

He whips the white cotton shirt up my body, stripping me naked. My arms come up to cover my breasts but Keir grabs me roughly, turning me around and pressing my face down into the mattress.

He pulls my arms back behind me and presses my face into the mattress, rendering me all but helpless. That alone makes me hyperventilate with need, not knowing when or where to expect his touch next.

His big hand lands on my ass with a stinging slap. I let out a surprised yelp but welcome the bite of pain. I can feel my pussy getting wet. Can feel the tension mounting with every breath I drag into my lungs.

He disappears for a moment. I hear his clothes hitting the floor. He returns, kneeling behind me, and presses his thick erection against my delicate inner thighs.

My mouth starts watering. I groan and arch my back, spreading my knees a little more.

“Oh, little girl,” he says, giving a breathless laugh. “Do you even know how goddamn hot you are? Ass up in the air, pussy wet, waiting for me.” He kisses my ass cheek, which makes me release a startled, strangled sound.

“Keir!”

His hand ducks between my open thighs, his fingers finding my clit once more. I moan and push back into him. I’m needy, wordless.

“Fuck.” His fingers swirl around my clit. “Your pussy looks so damn good, Ella. Hot, tight, ready to be fucking ruined by my big cock.”

Between his words and the feel of his fingers on my clit, I can’t breathe. I close my eyes, clenching my innermost muscles, following the quick rhythm he sets up.

I groan again, pushing back against his touch. He chuckles and drops a burning kiss onto my lower back.

“Maybe if I just–”

He buries his face in my ass, kissing the balloon knot lightly. I convulse, shocked, my mouth opening to let out a deep moan.

When he runs his tongue around my ass though, my eyes roll up in my head. I come with a shout, twitching and spasming, the wave of pleasure that slams into my body engulfing me and practically dragging me under. When I resurface, he kisses my lower back again, his fingers still on my incredibly sensitive clit. He swirls them around in a very slow circle but it is sweet torment.

“Keir!” I cry, moving my hips away.

Still he keeps touching my clit. “Shh, Ella. Relax.”

I squirm, feeling overstimulated times a million. “Keir, please…”

He doesn’t stop, though. He keeps going for another full minute, a minute of near torture. And then…

And then suddenly it’s not torture at all. It’s like somebody flipped a switch and just like that, I feel desire slowly growing and spreading through my clit and pussy again.

My clit aches sweetly, hinting that another orgasm is right around the corner if I just work for it.