One Step Closer

Elijah

F uck.

My mind goes fucking blank, seeing her bent over with that sexy ass of hers begging to be fucked. The sheer sight of her turning me on. Never has a woman had such a strong effect on me and I have seen plenty.

What is it about her? Sure, she has the sexiest body I've seen, but the attraction and hunger are at a whole other level.

Is it also because she isn't falling to her knees in an attempt to please me?

I don't know and I don't care. I want her.

She steps out of her pants slowly, her heart pounding.

Our eyes meet for a second and I swallow hard before my gaze trails over her creamy smooth skin; she turns and I can see her nipples through her black lace bra.

The frustration of never getting to see them properly is growing. They're always tempting me, but there's something always covering them. I want to see them properly. I advance towards her and she slowly retreats until her back hits the wall by the window, making her breath hitch.

"Elijah…" she murmurs, her voice low and breathy.

I look down at her, trying to fight the urge to take her right here and take hold of her waist.

"Scarlett…" I say huskily, her heaving breasts making me run my hands down her waist and hips before I reach behind and grip her ass, pulling her against me so she can feel my hard cock.

"Look what you do to me, Red," I groan as I knead her ass. She bites her lip, her hands resting against my chest. "And this ass…"

I squeeze it once more before I lift one of her thighs, pressing it against my hip as I throb against her stomach, my eyes burning into hers.

"Elijah, we-"

"We can't? We can, remember? I don't know what you've done to me, but I can't stop thinking about how you taste," I reply, huskily caressing her ass as I slide my finger under the lace of her thong. I press my lips to her neck, making her sigh as she arches her head to give me better access. "Tell me, Kitten, how long will you keep me waiting?"

Her eyes flutter shut and I run my hand up her ass, brushing my fingers along her spine. The tingle that runs through my fingertips feels like a live wire that only fuels the raging desire within me.

She's relaxing against me, and I continue to trace my fingers over her skin. My hands roam her body, my fingers digging into her skin tantalisingly.

My fingers ghost up the back of her neck before I make my descent. Running my hand down her ass, I tug her thong slightly. Her arousal hangs in the air like an intoxicating drug.

"You're not like the rest, Red," I murmur before I take a deep breath and force myself away from her.

I know she still isn't fully ready. Something is still holding her back. Although that irks the hell out of me, I respect it. Casual sex isn't her thing, but she has agreed, and I will take it at her pace. I turn my back on her, combing my hand through my hair as I try to calm the pent-up emotions that course through me.

"Elijah," she says softly as she approaches me, sliding her arms around me from behind. To my surprise, she rubs my hardened cock over my pants.

I tense as pleasure slams through me and a low groan escapes me.

"Fuck, Kitten," I murmur, throbbing against her touch. Her heart is racing as she begins to untie the drawstring of my pants. "What are you doing, Red?"

"What does it look like?" she whispers, slipping her hand into my pants. "I'm not exactly ready yet, but I can still please you. I want to," she says softly.

The strong scent of her arousal is getting to me and I'm not about to ask questions. I grip her wrist, pulling her hand out of my pants. I turn to face her. I grip the back of her neck, my lips crashing against hers in a hungry, passionate kiss.

I fucking need her.

I lift her up by the ass. She locks her arms around my neck as I pin her against the wall and our kisses become rougher, faster, rawer.

Our lips move feverishly, fighting for dominance. Her hands slide my jacket off quickly and I help her, letting it slide to the floor. Satisfied she presses herself fully against me with only her bra now between us, I am very aware of her breasts pressed against me, her soaking pussy in that tiny piece of lace against my abs.

Our tongues caress each other's and I ravish her mouth, exploring every inch of her plush lips and mouth. With her, it feels like it is never enough. I need more. I crave more.

I move away from the wall to one of the beds, dropping her onto it. I watch her tits bounce as she lands on the bed before getting onto her knees. Her green eyes glow with desire, and her pouty lips part as her eyes roam my body lustfully.

I pull my shirt off, satisfied when she licks her lips, her chest rising and falling. Her hands go to my pants and I help her dispose of them, along with my boxers, quickly.

Her breath hitches and she stares at my dick. I keep my eyes on the goddess before me, smirking at the way her cheeks darken. She slowly looks up into my eyes before running her hand over my balls, making me curse inwardly.

Fuck, does that feel good.

She doesn't look away as she bends over, running her tongue along her lips, teasing me. Her gaze dips to my cock and she flicks the tip slowly with her tongue, lapping up that tiny bead of precum, making me throb hard.

A soft moan leaves her lips as her eyes flutter shut. She wraps her mouth around my tip, slowly taking me in. I grip the back of her head, pleasure coursing through me as her lips wrap around my cock.

"Fuck, that's it," I groan as I begin thrusting into her mouth, guiding the back of her head as I tighten my hold of her hair. She wraps her hand around the hilt of my cock, her hand pumping it as she slowly seems to find her rhythm.

She takes in more and more of me. My eyes darken with the building pleasure. I can see the hunger in hers, the desire burning within them as she finds her rhythm. There's a hint of something else there, and although it feels so fucking good, through my state of euphoria I have a feeling she doesn't do this often. Something that only makes me even more satisfied.

"That's it, throat my fucking dick, baby," I mutter.

Fuck my mouth hard, she moans.

She removes her hand from my cock, now gripping my thighs as I take control, fucking her mouth hard. She moans against me, only adding to the pleasure. "Oh god, you're fucking perfect," I grunt.

She sucks on me harder, choking when I hit the back of her throat. I am getting rougher, but there's no sign from her that she wants me to stop.

Her eyes sparkle with tears at the sheer force that I am fucking her mouth with. My thrusts become faster and harder, each thrust shoving my dick down her throat and momentarily suffocating her.

"Fuck, I'm going to come," I mutter huskily, about to tug her back when her breathless voice comes through the mind-link.

I want you to come in my mouth.

Those simple words undo me.

I groan in pleasure as my orgasm tears through my body, seeing fucking dots as I explode in her mouth and watch her swallow my load as I pull out of her mouth. Breathing hard, she licks her lips, gasping for air. Her lips look sore and plumper, her face is flushed, but she's never looked fucking sexier.

"You taste delicious… like salted caramel, one of my favourite flavours," she says with a wink, her voice slightly husky.

I don't reply. Instead, I grab her by her throat, kissing her lips hard, not caring that my cum lingers in her mouth. That just makes it somehow sexier, simply wanting her lips against mine again.

I push her back on the bed, tearing her bra off her roughly. A soft gasp leaves her as the fabric grazes her skin. I kiss her down her neck, sucking and kissing every part of her, the strong need to bite into her neck once again overcoming me, but instead, I go lower – taking a moment to look at her bare delicious boobs and pause, admiring those sexy piercings.

And they look so fucking good…

"These are fucking perfect. I love the extra touch. Now these are my kinda boobs," I murmur as I squeeze them, brushing my thumbs over her hardened nipples, making her whimper softly.

"Really?" she moans.

I smirk.

"Oh, yeah."

She is fucking perfect.

Going down on her, I flick her soft pink nipple, applying pressure as I tug on the little ring, fondling the other. I play with them, twisting and pinching the hardened buds. She gasps, grabbing the back of my head as she presses me against her boob.

"Ouch, fuck," she breathes. I switch, giving the other breast the same attention, making her crazy before I continue kissing down her stomach. Admiring her smooth skin, her curvy hips and her core before tearing off her thong. I look at her completely smooth pussy.

She truly is beautiful.

Her heart thuds as I admire her. She's nervous, but it's time I returned the favour.

Her eyes widen when I go down on her, sliding my tongue between her slit, running it along her hot dripping core.

"Oh fuck yeah," she moans.

I part her lips admiring her inner beauty. Nothing has ever tasted this good. I lick and suck, flicking her clit, satisfied when she writhes in pleasure. I slip two fingers into her and begin fucking her with them hard, my tongue assaulting her clit relentlessly.

Her moans of pleasure fill the room, her hand pulling my hair painfully. But I welcome the pain, loving how she does not act like a weak, delicate thing.

I groan in satisfaction as she moves her body against my face. Only the sounds of her erotic moans fill the room, growing louder as she nears her climax, her muscles tightening.

Come for me, I command through the mind-link.

Her body arches in pleasure as her orgasm tears through her, pleasure rocking her body and a soft scream leaves her lips. I don't stop, her juices creating a squelching sound against my fingers, not stopping until she rides out her orgasm.

She struggles against my hold, but I'm stronger than her. A second wave of her release hits and her back arches off the bed as she lets out a delicious, satisfied moan before she drops back onto the bed, trembling.

I do not stop playing with her clit until she has completely come down from her high, a soft whimper leaving her. I remove my fingers slowly, watching them slide out of her soaking pussy. Looking up at her, I lean over her, slipping my fingers into her mouth.

"You're fucking delicious. Wouldn't you agree, Kitten?" I ask in a husky voice, a sexy smirk playing on my lips. She blushes lightly as she sucks my fingers clean, looking so damn sexy, and I throb once again.

"Mm," she hums breathlessly. I growl.

"That's not an answer."

"Yes…" she murmurs.

"That's more like it."

Her eyes widen when I grab her throat, kissing her once again.

The sheer weight of what just happened hits me as we kiss sensually, our bodies now moulded together as if made for the other. It leaves me feeling satisfied, yet craving more. Never has eating a pussy out felt so fucking good. She is something else and I don't fucking care if she's my stepsister – she's mine to pleasure.