I reached out to him, his long, rangy body such a contrast to my stockier build, but we fit perfectly. He was everything I needed.

Without a word I got on the bed and lay on my stomach, ready for him. In the midst of the lust, there was a hint of something that felt so right, like this was exactly where I needed to be. That this man would always be what I needed. I didn’t want to think about me leaving or his worries right now. This was just for us.

I heard his breath catch as I rested my head on my forearms, then felt his hands running down my spine. “Tell me you’re mine, konjo.”

“I am yours.” I felt no hesitation, the words leaving my lips before my mind could catch up. He was wider than me, not bulky but strong, and when he rested his chest against my back I felt like we would combust, our skins were so hot pressed together. He brought his hand down to my ass and rubbed his finger against my hole, making me shiver.

“Are you going to let me in here?” He asked the question as his fingers brushed against the furled skin around my rim.

“Yes,” I panted as he pressed a dry finger very gently against my opening.

“First, I’m going to love you with my tongue and fingers. Get you ready for me.”

“I want that, so much.”

He thrust against me and I could feel his cock brush my ass. “I can’t wait to be so deep inside you. You won’t be able to think about anything that isn’t how full you are of me.”

“Ungh.” I pushed myself up and spread my legs wider. “Why do you hate me?”

Elias let out a startled laugh as he knelt behind me, his mouth so close to where I needed him, but still not touching. He ran his teeth over my ass cheek as he used his hands to spread me open.

“You’re evil,” I said, barely able to speak at this point.

His laugh only got filthier the more I whined. Soon he was lapping at my taint and the sensitive skin around my rim with his tongue, and I was burning for him to be inside. With Elias’s hands on me, everything always felt so much easier, but there was an urgency right under the ease that never seemed to diminish.

“Please, baby, just touch me. With your fingers, with your tongue, your cock. I don’t care.”

I felt his tongue probing at my hole, then his finger spreading me open for his mouth, and I collapsed. My arms gave out on me as I made a sound I hardly recognized as my own voice.