18. Elle

18

ELLE

I’ve never relinquished all of my control to a man like this before. I always thought it would make me feel weak, but I feel the opposite.

I’ve never felt so powerful .

As I tug on the hem of my cami, He shifts, and then my bedside lamp clicks at being switched on, flooding the room with light.

He wants to watch me.

I sink my teeth into my bottom lip as I lift my top over my head and toss it on the floor, exposing my bare breasts to him.

“Fuck,” he groans.

My cheeks burn as I move to lie back against the pillows and start to shimmy my shorts down my thighs.

I shouldn’t be so self-conscious, not when this man has literally had his tongue between my thighs, but that was under the cover of darkness.

This time, I’m going to bare myself to him, in more ways than one, and I’ve never felt more vulnerable .

Once my shorts are around my ankles, I kick them off and then hold my breath as I slowly part my thighs.

His breath catches, and I fight a smile as I spread my thighs wider.

“So beautiful.”

The need in his voice has me whimpering as he takes his time.

I’ve never been bold like this, but the intense ache between my thighs is leaving little room for me to feel self-conscious.

“After seeing you naked in the window, I can’t stop thinking about your perfect breasts.” He takes one of my breasts in his hands and squeezes hard. “Or this pussy.”

His hand moves from my breast so that he’s cupping me between my thighs, hissing through his teeth.

“You’re so wet, Elle.”

“Please…”

His finger teases along my center.

Having nothing to focus on but the feeling of his touch has me so turned on that my eyes sting with tears as he brushes against my clit.

“Don’t stop.” My back arches off the bed as he circles my clit with his finger.

“I didn’t get to admire you properly last time, so forgive me if I want to take my time.” He trails his finger from my clit to my entrance before sinking it inside me, hissing as I clench around him.

He sinks another finger inside me, and my thighs clench as he starts pumping them in and out of my pussy.

“Oh, fuck.” My hands move to my breasts.

Every inch of my body’s so sensitive that I’m sure I could come just from playing with my nipples.

“That’s it, Elle, touch yourself, dushenka . ”

I pinch my nipples between my thumb and forefinger.

“I like watching you,” he murmurs as his thumb starts rubbing my swollen clit.

“Mmm…” I knead my breasts.

“Have you touched yourself like this?” He slowly slides his fingers out of me.

“N-not in a w-while.” A jolt of pleasure surges through me as he rubs my clit harder. “But I…I like the idea of you watching me touch myself.”

My hips buck against his hand.

“Fuck. I want that.”

Not being able to see means that I’m solely focused on the sound of his fingers moving inside me. The sound is so erotic that my orgasm is already building from just a few pumps of his fingers.

“I need you.”

He’s quiet for a moment before sliding his fingers out of me.

A sob almost escapes me at the empty feeling, but then his body is moving over me and when he presses his lower body into me, I gasp as his hard cock grinds against my pussy.

“Is this what you want?” he murmurs against my lips.

My eyes roll as he rubs his erection against my clit, and I can only moan, which causes him to chuckle.

He grinds into my harder, and I cry out, my hands clinging to his shoulders as pleasure courses through my body.

Even through his pants, I can feel how large he is, and my pussy clenches at the thought of him burying himself inside me.

“I’m going to take that as yes.” He chuckles.

“Yes.” My nipples rub against his bare chest .

He groans, reaching up to cup one of my breasts.

“The things I want to do to you, Elle,” he groans before bending down to take my nipple in his mouth.

“Do whatever you want.” I arch into his touch.

His tongue circles my nipple before he sucks on the sensitive bud.

I moan as my fingers sink into his hair to hold him in place.

It’s silky to the touch and long enough that I can grip it tightly.

“You might regret saying that.” His breath tickles my sensitive nipple.

“As long as I come, I won’t,” I grit out.

“Trust me, schast’ye , you’re going to come.” With one last kiss to my breast, he moves down my body, making sure to kiss and lick at my skin as he goes.

By the time he runs his tongue along my core, my legs are trembling, and I moan so loud I’m tempted to shut the window so I don’t wake my neighbors.

But then his tongue brushes over my clit, and I don’t care.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to be inside you,” he groans before sinking his tongue inside me.

“Yes!” I cry out, sinking my fingers into his hair to hold him in place.

He groans against me as I tug at the roots, my hips bucking against his face as he licks my pussy.

As soon as he runs his tongue along my center and starts to suck my clit, it doesn’t take long for my release to build.

Nothing has ever felt so right as his warm hands gripping my thighs, pulling me closer against his mouth. It’s like he knows my body better than I do.

No man has ever gotten me so worked up so fast .

When my thighs start trembling on either side of his head and my moans grow louder, so do his, and I can’t deny how much I enjoy hearing him enjoying himself too.

“Oh fuck, yes, come for me, Elle,” he growls before wrapping his lips around my clit.

I don’t need to be asked twice.

I scream.

My fingers tug on his hair, holding him in place as I grind against his tongue, my body trembling as he continues to work me through my orgasm. All I can hear is the sound of his tongue lapping up my arousal, and I almost come again just from that alone.

Just when I think I’m done, another wave of pleasure hits me, and I cry out as my pussy continues to pulse.

“Well done, dushenka .” He slows his pace, his tongue licking along my center.

Once I’m completely spent, I collapse against the pillows, gasping for breath as my pussy continues to pulse with the aftermath of my orgasm.

“I could do that all night.” He gently strokes my thighs.

I can’t seem to form any words to respond, which has him chuckling.

I can’t even protest when he removes his hands from my thighs and the bed shifts as he gets to his feet and there’s the sound of a belt hitting the floor.

This is it.

The high of my release quickly turns to nerves as I listen to him remove the rest of his clothes.

I want to do this, but that doesn’t mean I’m not apprehensive. I haven’t forgotten the fact that I still have no idea who this man is. But he knows me, perhaps better than anyone, and that thought is reassuring as he places his hands back on my thighs and parts them gently .

“Are you sure about this?” It’s as if he can hear the thoughts inside my head.

“Yes,” I whisper, reaching out to run my hands over his broad shoulders.

He moves over my body, settling himself between my thighs.

The moment the head of his cock brushes against my entrance, my pussy becomes even wetter.

“We can stop at any point.” He presses a kiss to my neck and then my jaw.

“Okay.” I relax with each touch of his lips.

As he kisses my mouth, he gently pushes inside me.

I gasp at the size of him, and he stills, letting me adjust before thrusting inside me all the way.

I cry out.

“Well done, schast’ye .”

I’ve never felt so full .

“Oh god, it feels so good.” I bury my face in his neck.

His body is so warm and comforting, and I breathe in his musky scent as he slowly starts to move inside me.

He’s taking his time, letting me adjust as he slides out of me.

I whimper at the emptiness, and then he’s pushing himself back in, groaning in my ear as I clench around him.

I tighten my arms around him, pulling him even closer as tears sting my eyes. Not from pain, but from overwhelm.

I knew it would feel good, but I didn’t expect it to feel this good.

“I’ve got you,” he murmurs, moving his hand to cup the back of my head as he slides his cock out of me before thrusting all the way back in.

It’s so thick and hard that I can barely think straight from the pleasure surging through me .

I cry out as it grazes the sensitive inner wall of my pussy.

I’ve never experienced pleasure like this, and it’s all I can do to remember to breathe as he starts thrusting inside me harder, his grunts and moans ringing in my ears as his own release builds.

My mouth explores his neck, his jaw, as he moves inside me.

I wish I could see his face, to see the pleasure in his eyes as he fucks me, but this will have to be enough. To feel his hard muscles beneath my fingertips, to taste him on the tip of my tongue as a slight sheen of sweat starts to coat his skin.

“Harder.” I sink my heels into his back.

“So greedy.” He sucks on my neck.

But he does as I ask, pulling out just until the tip teases my entrance before thrusting back inside me so hard that my bed slams against the wall.

“Yes!”

“ Elle …” He tugs at my hair as he increases his pace, his breathing coming in heavy pants. The sharp pain has me gasping, but it soon turns to pleasure as he thrusts inside me again.

“Touch yourself, Elle. I want to feel you come on my cock.”

His words have my cheeks burning, but I do as he says.

He shifts his body so that he’s hovering over me, giving me room to reach between us. He stills inside me as I tentatively brush my finger over my clit. It’s still so swollen and sensitive from before that I whimper.

“I-I can’t.”

“I know it’s sensitive.” His lips brush over my cheek. “But it will feel so good. Do you trust me?”

I nod without hesitation .

“Rub your clit, Elle.” He slides out of me.

I bite down on my lower lip as I press down on my clit at the same time that he thrusts his cock inside me. The rush of pleasure has me crying out as I clench around him, but I don’t stop.

My fingers grow slick with my arousal, and I start working myself faster, in time with his movements.

He hovers his lips over mine, our moans tangling together as we both chase our release.

“Fuck, Elle, I’m coming,” he grunts as he buries his head in my neck, pounding into me so hard that my eyes roll.

“Me too,” I gasp as I rub my clit harder.

“That’s it, dushenka , come on my cock.”

Him calling me darling mixed with the feeling of his breath on my neck is enough to send me over the edge.

I cry out with my release, and with one last thrust inside me he joins me.

“Fuck,” he hisses as he spills inside me, my pussy pulsing around his thick length, taking every last drop he gives me.

“Oh, my god.”

My eyes roll as his release drips down my inner thighs.

I collapse back against the pillows. “That was amazing.”

Maybe I could get used to the blindfold after all.

He softly peppers kisses along my neck and jaw as I catch my breath, occasionally groaning as I pulse around him.

“I could stay like this forever,” he whispers so quietly I almost don’t catch his words.

“Can you stay?”

His body tenses, and a heavy weight settles on my chest as he slowly slides out of me.

I choke back a sob at the emptiness, which continues to consume me even when he settles himself beside me and pulls me against his chest.

“Until you fall asleep.” He presses a kiss to my forehead.

After what we just shared, I’m not sure how much longer having him like this will be enough.

The light clicks off, and then he’s tugging at the ties of the blindfold, letting me finally be free of it while I fall asleep.