Forbidden Cravings-Chapter 256: Her Desperation ll

"Ahh, fuck!" I groaned loud enough that my voice cracked. My fingers dug into Elizabeth’s hair, holding her head right where I needed her as the orgasm slammed into me like a freight train. My hips jerked forward on their own, pushing deeper into her mouth. Hot, thick spurts shot out one after another, filling her up. She didn’t pull back even an inch—just kept her lips sealed tight, throat working to take every drop.

"Ahh... yeah..." I panted, chest heaving. The afterglow buzzed through me like warm honey. I loosened my grip a little and bobbed her head slow, gentle, milking the last shivers out of my dick. My toes curled into the sheets.

Elizabeth finally eased off with a soft, wet pop. "Uhgmm..." She lifted her face, cheeks flushed pink, a thin string of spit and cum still connecting her bottom lip to my tip for a second before it broke.

Then she opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out flat. "Aaaaa..." The pearly white pool sat there, thick and shiny, proof of what I’d just given her. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Elizabeth..." My voice came out rough, almost shy. Heat crawled up my neck. She looked so damn dirty and gorgeous at the same time—eyes locked on mine, daring me to say something.

She closed her eyes, tilted her head back like she was savoring fine wine, and *gulp*. One smooth swallow. Her throat bobbed once, twice. A tiny shiver ran down her arms. She licked her lips slow, wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and grinned.

"Now *that’s* what I call delicious." She winked, voice husky. "Way, *way* better than my husband’s."

I let out a breathless laugh, still half-dazed.

"Oh, come here, you little bitch." I hooked an arm under her back and tugged her up the bed. She flopped onto her back with a soft giggle, blonde hair fanning out across the pillow like a halo. I rolled right on top of her, chest to chest. Her big, soft boobs squished warm against me, nipples hard little points digging into my skin.

"Someone’s in a real good mood tonight," I teased, brushing my nose along her jaw, breathing in the faint vanilla scent on her neck.

"All thanks to you, baby," she murmured, voice low and sweet. She tilted her chin up and kissed me—slow, deep, no hesitation even with the taste of me still on her tongue. Her lips were soft, warm, a little swollen. I kissed her back harder, tasting myself mixed with her, and she moaned into my mouth. Her legs wrapped around my hips, heels digging into the small of my back, pulling me down like she couldn’t get close enough.

I broke the kiss, grinning against her lips. "Spread ’em, baby. Let me see."

She bit her bottom lip, eyes sparkling with that playful fire.

I slid my hands down the curve of her waist, over her hips, to the backs of her thighs. I pushed them apart slow, watching her skin stretch, watching her breath hitch. She let me open her up, then hooked her own hands under her knees and pulled even wider, showing me everything—pink, slick, swollen, and dripping from earlier.

"This wide good enough for you?" she asked, smirking as she spread herself open more, thighs trembling just a little.

I stared down, blood already rushing south again, dick twitching against her leg. "Fuck yeah," I said, voice rough. "Don’t you dare move an inch."

I kept my fingers buried deep inside her, twisting slow just to watch her hips jerk.

"Such a bitch," I said again, giving her thigh another quick slap, light but sharp enough to leave a faint pink mark. "Imagine your husband walks in right now. Door creaks open, he sees you on your back, legs wide, my hand between them."

Elizabeth didn’t even flinch. She lifted one eyebrow, that cocky half-smile still on her lips. "Let him watch," she said, voice steady but breathy. "His fault for never bothering to make me feel like this."

I leaned in closer, letting my breath fan over her stomach. My fingers traced the outside of her pussy, barely touching, just enough to make her twitch. "So I do it better, huh?"

"Ahhmm... yeah..." The moan slipped out soft and needy. She bit her lip, trying to stay cool, but her hips were already chasing my hand.

I slid one finger along her slit, spreading the wetness up to her clit, circling slow. "You like squirming under me like this?"

Her answer came out shaky. "I do... God, I really do."

I pushed two fingers inside her, slow at first, feeling her clench around me. Then I picked up speed, curling them just right, thumb rubbing steady circles on her clit. The room filled with wet sounds, her breathing getting louder, little gasps mixing in.

"Ahhh..." She blushed hard, cheeks bright red, and her thighs started to close again, like her body couldn’t help it.

"Nuh-uh." I used my free hand to push one knee back down. "Keep them open, Miss Elizabeth. I wanna see everything."

She whimpered, but obeyed, spreading wider. "Ahh... oh god..." She threw her wrist over her eyes, blocking out the light, like it was all too much to handle. Her chest rose and fell fast, boobs bouncing a little with every breath.

I pumped my fingers faster, deeper, feeling her get wetter by the second. Juices leaked out, running down my hand, dripping onto the sheet in a growing wet spot. "Look at you, soaking the bed already."

"Stop... stop teasing," she panted, voice cracking. "Just do it. Please."

I slowed down on purpose, dragging my fingers out almost all the way, then sliding back in slow. "Do what, baby?"

"You know what," she groaned, hips lifting off the bed, trying to get more. "Don’t make me say it."

I leaned down, kissed the inside of her thigh, then gave it a soft bite. "Say it and I’ll give it to you."

She peeked from under her wrist, eyes glassy, lips parted. "Fuck me. Now. I want it bad."

I pushed my fingers in deep one more time, held them there, and curled hard. She cried out, back arching. "That bad, huh?"

"Yes," she gasped. "So bad. Please... I’m ready."