I moan in happiness at his compliment as I speed up my fingers, blurring across my clit, moans and gasps coming from us both as we get closer to the edge. Keith lets out a grunt, trying to be quiet but failing spectacularly. I can feel his balls tighten and his cock swell even as he chokes out his order. “Come. Now.”
As soon as I feel the first hot jet of his cum splash the back of my throat, I shatter into a million pieces. I’m slurping to catch every drop as Keith keeps pumping his hips, driving his cock into my mouth, crying out in a strangled gasp as his climax overcomes him and he throws his head back, filling my throat with his cream.
My clit is pulsing as my pussy clenches around nothing, hungry for Keith’s cock. I’m floating, darkness surrounding me as flashes of white spark across my vision behind my closed eyes as I feast on his sweetness, both of us so caught up that he doesn’t pull out but instead stays inside me for every pulsing release.
Finally, I collapse, laying my head on Keith’s hip and humming out in satisfaction. Nuzzling his cock, I lick at the softening skin, mewling in pleasure and contentment. Thinking he’s laid back on the couch too, I’m surprised when he speaks up, his voice still full of heat and desire. “Elise, I need to taste that orgasm. Give it to me.”
I smile, reaching down between my legs again and rubbing gently across my sensitive pussy, coating my fingers. “For you.”
I look up, keeping my head on his thigh as I offer my fingers to him once again. He holds my hand, drawing the essence of my scent deep inside him, searing it into his mind and soul before sticking his tongue out for a long, lapping lick along their length. “Mmm, so fucking good. Come here. Taste . . .”
He pulls me up from under my arms, depositing me sideways in his lap, and takes my mouth in a kiss. As our tongues slowly tangle, I can taste myself on his tongue, and I know he must taste himself on mine too. Somehow, it feels filthy and dirty, but at the same time it doesn’t. It’s the joining of two souls, mingling as one and making something new, something better. It couldn’t be more perfect.
He was right. That was just what we needed.
Chapter 28
Keith
For weeks, the firestorm has raged, surrounding and consuming reputations like they’re nothing. Between me, Elise, and Donnie, I’m not sure any of us will survive the ugly gossip and snide commentary from the tabloids, who seem to be playing the odds and supporting both sides of the story, even though ours is the truth.
Donnie and The Daily Spot basically wrote Francesca off, leaving her to fend for herself as they focused on their own spin-doctoring. She went the Hollywood path, and after a few too many tabloid mentions of her sleeping her way to the top and harsh speculation about basically everything she’d ever written, she checked herself into a ‘health retreat’ due to exhaustion rather than suffer a public mental breakdown. While she’s still a bitch who had no problems trying to stab my family in the back, I can’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy for her. A tiny one. But we’ve all got shit to bear right now.
It’s been hard for both me and Elise to deal with all the craziness. The speculation was so random and out-there, I couldn’t believe anyone would think it was true. One night, some stand-up comedian on late-night TV thought it’d be funny to question the magical powers of Elise’s vajayjay to get more than just secrets spilled.
I’d been a second away from calling Todd to see if anything could be done about it, but Elise distracted me, teasing me that maybe her pussy was indeed magical and that I should probably check it for rabbits. I had to spank her ass pink for that bit of brattiness.
By the time we were exhausted and satisfied, it’d been too late to call Todd and I let the cruel joke go, realizing that Elise’s distraction was probably the best idea.
But we keep watching the headlines and celebrity gossip shows when Carsen isn’t around, needing to know what’s being said about our interview stunt and the whole situation with Donnie. Even I can tell that the paparazzi and tabloid shows are repeating the same story now and that there have been no new developments they’re aware of.
It’s all a waiting game now, the police charging nobody so far and the lawyers on both sides waiting to see who blinks first. Todd tells me that the lawyers don’t want to jump the gun early since a police report going against us could torpedo our case even before it begins.