Page 81 of Chasing Smoke

I grip the couch cushion by the time he moves down and fucks my slit with his tongue. It’s nothing I’ve had done to me before, but it’s exactly what I want and yet not enough all at once.

It’s a glorious, painful torture. He slides his tongue in and out of my entrance, his thumb pressing my clit in small circular motions.

I arch my back for more. Ansel concedes, bringing his mouth down to my swollen bud and sucking hard before laving it with his tongue. Just when I’m there, he pushes two fingers into me, and I grab hold of the couch cushions so hard my knuckles go white.

I’m practically panting as he drags his fingers in and out of me, curving them to hit the magic spot. It’s impossible not to fuck myself against his fingers, but I refrain. The only thing that stops me is the knowledge that if I do, his mouth won’t stay on my clit and the things he’s doing to it—oh my god. I’ve never felt anything like it before.

He builds me up again and again until I think I might explode, then pulls back just enough to leave me wanting it again. He does it over and over, feasting between my thighs like a man possessed until I can’t not come.

“Ansel, please… please…”

His deep chuckle sounds against my wet flesh. He’s enjoying this pleasure-torture game, leaving me on the knife’s edge of orgasm.

Pulling my hand from the cushion, I bring it around to the juncture of my thighs, but Ansel smacks it away, pulling back. “Don’t you dare. This pussy is mine to control.”

I clench around his fingers. He chuckles low and pulls himself completely from my body.

“No, don’t you dare!”

His large hands wrap around my waist and spin me to face him. “Like that, do you? You wanna hear how much I’m enjoying my first taste of you? How I can’t get enough and want to make it last?”

I am putty in his hands, and he knows it.

He grins and pushes me back by the sternum. At first, I’m not sure what he’s doing until I realize that he wants me to fall over the back of the couch. My shoulders are now pressing against the couch cushion, and my body is facing the ceiling. He steps forward, flush with the back of the couch, and I watch as he spreads my legs and hooks my knees over his shoulders.

“I’m gonna be thinking about this pussy all the time now that I know how it tastes.” Ansel looks me in the eyes as he takes one long swipe of me from ass to clit.

“Ansel, I need you to⁠—”

“This was about making you feel good. Haven’t I done that?” There’s a small smirk on his face as he presses his thumb to my clit, going round and round and round.

“Yes, so good.”

“Seems only fair that I’m the one who gets to decide when you come, doesn’t it?” He pushes two fingers into me, and I stretch around him.

“Y-yes.”

I watch with fascination as he works his fingers in and out of me, my orgasm building again. He leans in and sucks on my clit with a steady pulse, and in this position, I can do nothing but take what he dishes out to me.

“Are you ready to come, Collins?” He flicks my clit with his tongue, watching me the whole time.

“Yes, yes, please let me come, Ansel.”

He chuckles into me, still working me with his fingers. Then he curves them, and with every thrust, he hits my G-spot deep inside me, something that makes me abandon any pride I might have about keeping how much he’s affecting me under wraps.

“I wanna hear my name from your lips when you come, baby, got it?”

I cry out and clench around him, so close.

“You like when I use a filthy mouth with you, don’t you?” His throaty chuckle is almost my undoing. “Noted.”

“Please…”

“Get ready for it, baby.” Then he leans down and sucks on my clit—hard—curling his fingers just right, and I explode.

I shatter into a million pieces as I fall apart, screaming his name. My vision goes black, and my body convulses as pure bliss surges through me.

When I finally come back to myself, Ansel helps me up over the back of the couch and steadies me until I find my legs again. The expression on his face is pure awe, as though he can’t believe what he’s just seen. I understand how he feels. I’ve never come that hard in my life.