Chapter 68 Impossible
Chapter 68 Impossible
That long and dirty lick sent Elle's mind and body spiraling into nothing else but focusing solely on her over sensitive nerve endings. She was shocked by his action and how surprising it had felt. Dear lord… how could something so… so dirty and shameful felt so crazily good? r
After that rude, infuriating way he had stopped his stimulations from earlier, that almost brought her to her knees, crying in utter frustration, she was quickly whizzed back up to heaven again. Her head was spinning at the sudden change between heaven and hell, from being suddenly deprived to being suddenly fulfilled. Dear Lord… if he were to do this to her a few more times, she did not know if her mind would be able to maintain its sanity!r
He already had one of her legs lifted and draped over his shoulder as he took his time licking her inner thighs. Then he started licking around her now hard and sensitive nub, slowly and patiently as though he had all the time in the world. r
It did not take long for her to feel the slow build up that his hot skillful, slick, tongue had created. And before long, the showerhead that had brought her so much pleasure from before was totally forgotten. What showerhead…? Was it that great in the first place? Nothing was making her feel more alive and tingling from every single pore on her body that what he was doing to her right this moment.r
He started to suck and rub her using a steady and delicious rhythm, driving her absolutely crazy in the best possible way. He was so focused in taking his time, as though he himself was enjoying the process as well. r
For a long while, he focused his attention on her little nub – that sensitive bundle of nerves – keeping a steady circular motion going with his slick tongue for some time, before trying another movement on her. Up and down, side to side, and the rapid pushing of his tongue. Every swipe, every circling, every stab that lashed at her poor little nub kept Elle constantly gasping and small moans were starting to escape her lips before long. And when he finally pulled away a little and blew lightly on her, she shuddered so hard from that gentle stimulation.r
He truly began eating her out in wild abandon. It was as if something had turned his beast mode on. His nose was pushed right up against her as he relentlessly ate her, providing more crazy stimulations that Elle could no longer help but reach both her hands out to grab onto his dark and silky hair. His hair felt so smooth and luxurious even as she felt the texture in her hands while being so consumed with what he was doing to her.r
"Ah, yes… Seb… yes!" She started to make suggestive sounds, begging him to bring her higher to the heaven of pleasure she had been dying to reach for what felt like eternity now. r
And then something entered her – his fingers. "Lord yes…" she moaned out without restrain as he began to glide his long tapering digits inside of her, in and out, while his hot, delicious mouth continued its attack – pleasuring her enthusiastically.r
Elle tightened her grip on his hair harder and before she knew it, she was pressing herself into his godly face, grinding herself up against him. She was going crazy… no, she had long since gone crazy… this pleasure… oh, lord… it was going to happen again… she was going to blow up again like fireworks in the sky on the fourth of July. r
Sebastian pulled away without warning, tearing a desperate cry from her lips. "Oh please, don't!" she really teared up, looking at her big, bad and cruel husband. r
But he was already standing. His leg was between her legs to keep her from melting into a puddle of Jell-O right onto the floor. r
"Izabelle…" he called out and Elle realized the hunger, the utter longing that was in his voice now. "Tell me… tell me you want me inside you again. Tell me you miss my hard dick inside your lovely cunt. Tell me baby…" he kept whispering such suggestive words into her ears.r
His breaths were labored and his gaze… dear lord, even his eyes looked like heaven was on fire. She could see how he hungered for her. That lust, that desire… the intensity of it was something she had never seen or known to be possible. He wanted her, and it was far more than the desire she was capable of feeling. r
Their gazes held and the blazing inferno between them seemed to burn even wilder, if that was even possible. r
"Izabelle…" he uttered her name again, almost in a ragged and begging voice. "I want you. I f**king want you right now. So, tell me now, baby. Tell me that you want me inside you again. That you want my dick screwing you into oblivion again… tell me, baby… please…" his voice cracked a little at the end and showed Elle how much he was barely able to control himself by now.r
She was shocked at his words but the lust that he made explode within her quickly clouded whatever thoughts she had left. Lord… he was right… she wanted to feel him inside her once again. She wanted his hard and hot length buried deep within her again, filling her up to the brim. She remembered how wonderful it was for the both of them during their wedding night. That was all that remained in her mind.r
She had a fleeting thought that she might later regret this event, but it seemed that she was not strong enough to continue resisting. This devastatingly beautiful temptation was just impossible to resist. Just impossible. r
Her body, mind, and heart had given in. She was going to have to eat her words and have sex with him again, only this time, she wanted to touch him. She was dying to touch him and hold him while they become one again. She did not want it to be so detached and impersonal… as though it was merely a transaction between them.r
Lifting her hand, Elle reached out to touch his chest as she opened her mouth to tell him to take her again. r