Falling for My Dirty Uncle - Page 229

Pressing a small kiss on the nape of my neck, Ethan makes me shiver but he makes me wait. The tantalizing wait makes me desperate for him but I wait, I breathe, I become more and more aware of how I can’t see him and I can’t feel him right now, but I don’t turn. I don’t turn because he hasn’t asked me to, and I like being part of his power play.

I

hear his clothes hit the floor. I see the pile out of the corner of my eye.

Then I feel his hands close over my forearms. Ethan's cock is pressed against the seam of my ass, the planes of his chest press into my back. Ethan draws his hands around me and cups my bare breasts. His mouth is on my neck, kissing me tenderly. His tongue glides over the curve of my collarbone. I moan, rubbing my ass into his bare cock, begging him to give me what we both need.

Ethan trails a hand down my stomach and I whimper, begging with only sounds and not words for everything I need him to give me.

“You’re my perfect little princess, waiting for me to touch your pussy,” Ethan says, lips pressed against my shoulder blade now. “Are you so wet for me? Will I find you desperately wanting me?’

“Always,” I say, exhaling. Every time I breathe I press his cock against my ass, brush it against me more.

His other hand still on my breasts closes over my heart. Ethan's fingers capture my nipple and tug fiercely.

I yelp. Every sensation that should hurt or confuse me only serves to heighten my lust and I’m desperate for him. I ache for this touch but I’m only begging so much as it pleases him. Desperately wanting him like this is part of pleasing him and I love every minute of it.

“Your body knows my touch as much as your heart knows how to beat,” Ethan says, and I feel his fingers finally brush my pussy. He traces around my pussy lips, and then spreads me and teases around my clit. But he doesn’t touch me enough yet to take this to another level. He just tortures me so deliciously that I feel like I’m becoming delirious.

I need this more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life. It tastes so different to want something and to not almost viciously pursue it. The passion and intensity that I would normally apply to pursuit I now apply to being pursued. Ethan's own intensity matches my desire, sates it, serves it, and creates a raging sea of passion between us.

Ethan growls against my skin, jabbing his cock between my ass cheeks. That thrust and groan is all the warning I get before he starts to work my clit, rubbing rough circles over my sensitive spot with such fervor that I start to sweat and pant. I fall back against him, and his other hand wraps around and holds me. The passionate, rough yet tender fury that Ethan shows me now makes me ache. The dull ache within my body pulses through me, and my eyes start to well up. The thick rod of his cock against me makes me hungry. I need him with a maddening lust that eliminates everything from my thoughts but desire.

The arm that’s gripping me tight keeps holding me tight, but the hand dips into my pussy, and he slides several fingers into my pussy. He pumps into me and strokes my G-spot. The instant intensity makes my pussy tremble and shake.

“You better cum hard, Emmaline, because whatever cream you provide is what I’m using to lube up your ass while I finger your pussy,” Ethan says, lips trailing my spine.

Holy fuck.

I know I have the same words, but I in no way want to use them. I want every hole of my body to belong to Ethan, and the idea of using my cum to fuck me more is just so intensely hot that I can’t stand the idea of waiting a second longer.

I don’t have to wait much longer. Ethan's teeth are on my earlobe and he sinks his teeth into me. I yelp, and his hands working me over make my shatter around his hand. His fingers milk every drop of cream from my aching, greedy pussy and I’m desperate for him to keep going.

And I want that forbidden, incredible pleasure of that massive cock deep in my ass. I'm so wet just thinking about it that my thighs are streaked with pussy juices sliding down from my arousal.

“Fuck my ass, Ethan. Claim me so much that you write your name over all of my insides,” I tell him. It's silly and dramatic, but if you’re paying attention, you know that’s the only level we operate at. The knob is either on zero or eleven with us, there’s no in-between.

“I want all your virgin holes,” Ethan growls. “I’m going to fuck your mouth after this, all your holes should be stuffed with my cock as much as possible.”

Holy fuuuuuuck. I think my pussy is actually clapping right now, just fluttering so hard from the post-orgasm waves still surging through me.

Ethan slides his hand back and lubes up his cock and then presses a hand against my back to bend me over. “Push out with me and it will feel strange, but let me open you up, princess,” Ethan commands.

I obey, and that’s all I want. To be filled with his cock and to obey his every order. They meld together in a potent cocktail of lust.

“And breathe for me, baby. It will feel so much better if you don’t fight me. And you use your safe words if you need to, of course,” Ethan says, sweeping some of my hair back and pressing a kiss to my forehead.

“Yes,” I say, my breathing ragged. “Use me so good, Ethan. I fucking need it,” I moan.

He doesn’t have to be told twice. He presses the head of his cock to my ass, and Ethan starts to thrust in. I push out against him, I keep breathing, and I follow his every order. Ethan fucks into my ass so deep and I feel fuller than I ever have in my life. He doesn’t pump yet and I get used to the sensation of him stretching and filling me up so completely. I need him so deep inside of me and I’m crying out with so many moans. He’s not even pumping me and I’m going to cum, I swear, my legs are shaking desperately.

“Still good for me, Emmaline?” Ethan asks. I can hear the restraint in his voice. With Ethan fucking his cock so deep into me, I know that it's taking everything not to start thrusting so hard.

And that’s exactly what I want.

“I-I’m going to cum, please fuck me, please,” I whimper.

“Fuck, you’re such a dirty little angel,” Ethan says, and I feel his fingers slide into my pussy. “Now that you’re stuffed so full, I’m going to fuck your ass and your pussy. I want you to cum so hard you can’t walk back to your dorm, Emmaline. Don’t hold back.”

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