Tease Me(34)

“Oh gosh,” she gushed. “Everything. Did you always want to do this? Do you consider this a career? What if you want out? Are you always in danger? What do you do for insurance? Do you tell people who you are? And I mean non-druggie people.”

I laughed. “You ask a lot of questions.” I looked into Ellie’s eyes. She was genuinely curious. I usually got annoyed or even pissed if someone asked personal questions. But I didn’t think I could get annoyed with Ellie easily. There was something so innocent about her that made me very forgiving.

“I do consider this a career. Yes, this line of work is very dangerous. I don’t tell people who I am or what I do unless I have to.”

“What if you want out?” she asked again softly.

My eyes flicked to the floor. I shook my head then looked back at her. “That’s not really a choice, Ellie.”

“So you’re stuck?”

“Yes,” I admitted. I was. I was in too deep to get out now. Fuck. She didn’t need to know this. I pushed my shoulders back. “But I’m not complaining. Look around. I live very comfortably.”

“I can attest to that,” she said and smiled.

“I’m glad you can.” I kissed her, harshly pressing my lips to hers and forcing her mouth open with my tongue. When we broke for air, she was squirming.

Ellie widened her legs and leaned in. My thoughts shifted from family and the future to just getting my dick wet. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her again. She groaned, tugging at the button on my jeans.

“Are you wet, chica?”

“I am,” she said.

“How wet?”

“Dripping. I’m so wet for you.”

I unbuttoned her pants. “Show me. Show me your wet spot.”

Her body quivered, and she leaned back on the counter, spreading her legs. She took my hand and pressed it to her core. My cock pulsed. She was sopping. I licked my lips, looking at the dark spot between her legs. She lifted her hips, ready for me to pull her pants down.

Instead, I grabbed her thigh, roughly rubbing my thumb over her clit. She tensed, reaching for me.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” I asked.

“Yes. Please. I need it. I need you. Inside me. Now.”

I pushed my hand up, spreading her legs. I moved my mouth over her; I could almost taste her through the fabric. I was so hard it hurt. Ellie’s legs tightened around my neck. I nipped at her cunt, teeth pressing the denim against her swollen mound. Her wetness increased.

“Oh fuck!” she said and unzipped her pants. “Fuck me now, Alejandro. Please! I need you now!”

I smiled, eyes narrowing as if it was a challenge. How long could I keep her on the brink? My dick ached to be inside of her. Maybe the challenge was more how long could I last with her on the brink?

I slowly inched her jeans down. Fuck. She wasn’t wearing panties. She moved her hands over her breasts, down her stomach, and onto her waist. She pushed her pants down, but I held them there, only exposing half of her pussy.

“Please,” she said, legs curling around me. “Don’t…don’t make me wait,” she panted.

“You have to learn to be patient, chica,” I said, though I was running out of patience myself. If I rubbed against her, I could blow my load in my pants. Fuck it. Right now, that’s exactly what I wanted to do.

I stepped back. Ellie shot up, eyes full of lust. I took her hand and pulled her off the counter.

“Get on your knees,” I instructed. She wetted her lips and obeyed, spreading her knees apart as she knelt on the floor. She put her hands on my thighs and unzipped my jeans. She inhaled sharply when she pulled my cock out. I looked down at her, closing to jizzing in her face. She gazed at my big dick with fear and admiration. Then she closed her eyes and opened her mouth.

I grabbed her hair and shoved her head forward. She took me in deep. Holy shit. Fucking her mouth was almost as good as her tight pussy. My eyes closed. She sucked me hard, moving her head back and forth so fast. I was about to come when she stopped. Slowly, she moved her hand up my shaft, twisting it almost painfully.

Then she flicked the tip with her tongue. I shuddered. She took me in completely again, so deep my dick hit the back of her throat. She gagged but kept going. One hand cupped my balls, and the other moved in rhythm with her mouth. I looked down, watching her head bob back and forth.

She moaned and let go of my balls to touch herself.

“You are sexy as hell,” I said, watching her slip her fingers inside her jeans. Her body twitched as she fought her own orgasm while she sucked me off. Her head slowed, and she put her other hand on my thighs, bracing herself as she finger-fucked her own pussy.