So I cleared my throat and extricated myself from behind her. Standing, I offered a hand to help her up.
Elodie was eye level with my crotch. She stared at the obvious bulge in my pants and licked her lips.
“Jesus Christ,” I grumbled. “Don’t do that.”
She looked up at me, wide-eyed. “What?”
“Look at me like you’re hungry for my cock.”
Elodie blushed and bit on her lower lip. “I was thinking… My condition was no sex. But we didn’t exactly define sex, did we? Maybe I could…”
I looked up at the ceiling and let out a string of muttered curses before crouching down to look into her eyes. “Your throat would be sore from how hard I want to ram my dick down it right now. Plus, unless you want Hailey walking out and finding me with two fistfuls of your hair and my ass pumping into your face like a wild animal, I think it’s best I go take that shower, and you take your ass to the guest room.”
Her jaw hung open.
I leaned in and whispered in her ear. “Better close that sexy mouth before I’m not such a gentleman.”***I opened the door to the guest room, trying to be as quiet as possible in case she’d fallen asleep.
“Feel better?” Elodie smiled. She was lying in the middle of the bed, her blond hair splayed out across the pillow.
I had taken care of myself in the shower—the quickest jerk off session in the history of jerk off sessions—but no, I didn’t actually feel better. I felt like I could explode at any minute.
“Not really.”
She leaned up on her elbows. “The offer is still good if you want a little help getting some relief.”
I dragged a hand through my wet hair. “You’re the devil. You know that?”
She giggled. “At least you can relieve yourself. I need a little toy for that.”
Any relief I’d gotten from finishing myself off in the shower was long gone as I pictured Elodie using a vibrator to get herself off. I felt my cock swelling in my slacks.
“Were you serious when you said not all sex was off the table?”
“I was. I’d be happy to help you take the edge off before you go to work.”
Without breaking our gaze, I reached behind me and grabbed the doorknob. The clank of the lock bolting shut echoed through the room. “Slide down to the edge of the bed.” My voice was thick and gruff.
Elodie pulled back the sheet covering her and shimmied down the bed. Her eyes were hooded as she waited, assuming I was accepting her offer. But the only thing that could possibly come close to satisfying my appetite was a taste of her.
“Lie back and open your legs.”
Her eyes widened, but she did as I asked.
I walked to the bed, tugging at my tie to loosen it, and knelt before her. “Spread wider for me, Elodie.”
I reached up and gently rubbed two fingers over the soft fabric of the panties I’d bought her.
So soft.
So fucking in the way. With a quick flick of my wrist, I tore them from her body.
Elodie gasped, and I wasted no time diving in. My face burrowed into her pussy. I couldn’t control myself enough to start slow and let it build. There was no teasing, fluttering of the tip of my tongue over her sensitive skin. Instead, I licked from one end to the other, and my tongue tunneled inside of her. Her pussy tasted so sweet, and she was so fucking wet and tight. I needed more. Pushing on her knees, I stretched her legs wider. Elodie began to writhe beneath me and dug her nails into my scalp. If I’d had any concern that she might not enjoy the roughness of my actions, that was thoroughly put to bed when she yanked at my hair and pressed me farther into her.
“Oh God.” Her back arched off the bed.
I lifted one hand and pressed it against her flat stomach, holding her down. I completely devoured her, licking and sucking, delving my tongue deep inside of her until she began to say my name over and over.
“Hollis. Oh. God. Yes. Hollis. Like that.”
She grabbed hold of my ears, and I knew she was on the brink. Her juices covered my entire face, and if I could have drowned in them, I would have died the happiest man on the fucking planet. I licked my way up to her clit and sucked hard. She moaned. So I slipped two fingers inside of her and pumped in and out. Her tight muscles clenched down, and she started to come. And come…long, hard, and loud. It was the first time since I was a boy that I thought I might cream my pants without any friction.
After, Elodie lay on the bed with one arm slung across her face, and the back of her hand covering her eyes. She panted. “Holy shit. That was…”