Promises (18+) ✔️

Sixteen

He drew a nipple into his mouth and sucked, his knee pressing into her core, and Ellie moaned loudly. Her fingers were bunching the rug so tightly, she wondered if she'd end up pulling out the faux fur. Parker seemed to approve of her moaning, because he rocked his knee into her again. His fingers rubbed her other nipple, making Ellie thread her fingers through his hair to hold him closer to her. She didn't want to lose the feel of his mouth on her.

Parker stopped kissing her breasts and sat up, the motion brought his knee even closer to where Ellie was throbbing with need. "I'm only asking because I'm nice, but are you sure you want this?"

"I knew there was no nice bone in your body from the moment you kissed me yesterday. So fuck your niceness--"

Parker interrupted her by kissing her, his teeth bit her lower lip and his tongue gently soothed the sting. Ellie blushed and watched him lean over her.

Her hands follow the lines of his chest, down his stomach to where his waistband sits low on his hips. She tugged on it, and he was falling into her waiting hands, the warm, hard length of him. She squeezed gently and Parker let out a groan that was so guttural, it made her shiver.

He moved in that instant, kissing her hard, his hands cupping her breasts. He caressed them

Parker's kiss was a hit of warmth and pleasure. It carried that indescribable satisfaction of a kiss that promised more. His hands wandered from her chest, unclasping her bra and tossing it over her shoulder. The motion was so fast, Ellie blinked in surprise. He had obviously had a lot of practice doing this. He tugged on his sweat, pulling away from her mouth to kick them off.

Ellie's eyes widened, "Parker, there's no way you'd fit."

Parker laughed at that, unzipping her pants. "Of course I'll fit. You were made for me." Her panties were off next. Parker took a few seconds to stop and stare at her before muttering, "You're perfect, Eleanor. You're so fucking beautiful, it's a wonder I've been able to keep my hands to myself."

Ellie melted. She realized at that moment that no one had adored her quite like this. He had called her full name. Her name on his lips sounded and felt so good, it washed away the bitter memories of her mom calling her by the name whenever she was angry. Instead of the nervousness and sadness that usually accompanied hearing her name, Ellie was filled with so much joy.

Parker moved off her, shifting till he was kneeling on the floor, between her spread legs. His hands trailed up her leg, stopping at her inner thighs. He pulled her legs apart, staring at her where she was pink and wet. "I want to taste you, Eleanor. I want to feel the spasms of your orgasm when you come on my tongue."

Ellie couldn't get her throat to work no matter how she tried. Instead, she opened her legs further, giving him the go ahead he needed.

She'd barely seen him move. He had lifted her hips, pulling her closer to his mouth. His mouth was on her, his tongue delving inside her slick heat. Ellie couldn't breathe, it felt like the air in the room had been sucked out, leaving her a gasping mess. Parker licked and sucked, dragging a cry of pleasure from Ellie's lips. Parker feasted and lapped her up like he'd been starving for the taste of her.

He closed his mouth around her clit, sucking on the sensitive nub of flesh. He pushed a finger into her, groaning as Ellie tightened around it. Parker alternated between sucking on her clit and fucking her with his finger.

One finger wasn't nearly enough for her, she wanted more. She wasn't sure if she gave voice to that thought, but Parker added another finger, filling her up.

She was lost. Her body tried to follow his fingers as they retreated from within her, but the hand at her hip held her in place for Parker's sinful ministrations.

She trembled as the heat and pleasure building in her became intense.

Her fingers curled, pressing into the rug as he dragged his teeth over her clit. She jerked, crying out at the unexpected sensation. His mouth closed around the throbbing flesh, and that sensation echoed all over her. Her hips arched, her hands plunged into his hair, holding him against her. She was so close.

He grazed the bundle of nerves again with his teeth, then closed his lips around her, sucking once, twice.

Ellie choked on a scream as she shattered into thousands of pieces, her legs tightening around his head. She was still shaking when his lips left her. He placed a kiss on her inner thighs, then stood. Ellie grabbed onto his legs, stopping him from leaving. She closed her lips around him, intent on leaving him as sated as she was.

"Oh fuck," he growled. He sank his hands into her hair, holding her as she licked the length of him. "I just wanted to get a condom." He groaned.

Ellie ignored him, focusing on the task at hand. She drew him into her mouth, loving the sound he made as the tip of his length touched the back of her throat. She retreated, then repeated the motion, her hands mirroring her mouth.

"Eleanor, you're killing me. I don't think I can last long." He gently thrusted into her mouth.

Ellie tightened her hold on his thigh. Parker was shaking. She knew he was close, he held himself from thrusting harder into he mouth, but Ellie was having none of it. She sucked harder, bobbing her head. She cupped his balls and felt as they tightened and seemed to draw up before Parker was emptying himself in her mouth.

She tried not to choke on the fullness of him. It didn't seem possible, but he'd thickened and lengthened in her mouth. It was a little uncomfortable so she drew back, swallowing.

Parker looked down at her with heavy lids, and a sated grin on his lips. He wiped the side of her mouth, "Ellie, you're so bad and yet so perfect for me."

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