Lust in Ecstasy: Love, Lies and Revenge
Chapter 76: Dishonored.

Chapter 76: Dishonored.

We finished eating, but the tension between us had only grown thicker. As I placed my plate in the sink, she came up behind me, her fingers grazing my arm. When I turned around, she was right there—close enough that I could feel the warmth of her body, close enough that neither of us had to think twice.

I reached for her, and our lips met again. This time, there was no hesitation. It was deeper, hungrier, like we were making up for lost time we never even had. Her hands slid up my chest, fingers curling into the fabric of my shirt as she pressed against me.

I let my hands roam, memorizing the curve of her waist, the way her breath hitched when I pulled her closer. She tasted like the wine we had earlier, sweet and intoxicating, and I was getting lost in her.

Then she pulled away, just enough to meet my eyes. A playful smile tugged at her lips. "Where’s your room?" she asked, her voice softer, teasing.

I swallowed, my heart pounding. "Down the hall."

She took a step back, running a finger along my jaw before turning away. "Give me half an hour," she said over her shoulder as she disappeared into the room.

I stood there for a second, catching my breath, already counting down the minutes.

The next thirty minutes felt like the longest of my life. I cleaned up the kitchen, tried to distract myself by scrolling through my phone, even considered taking a shower, but my mind kept drifting back to her. To the way she looked at me, to the heat of her body against mine.

Eventually, I couldn’t wait any longer. I took a deep breath, ran a hand through my hair, and walked down the hall. The door to my room was slightly ajar, and I hesitated for just a second before pushing it open.

She was standing by the window, looking out at the city lights. She had a lacy bra top and panties . The glow from the streets below cast a soft light on her skin, making her look almost ethereal. She turned when she heard me enter, a small smile playing on her lips.

"Took you long enough," she murmured.

I swallowed hard. "I.. I was trying to be patient."

She tilted her head, amused. "And how did that go?"

I didn’t answer with words. Instead, I closed the distance between us, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her in. She met me halfway, her hands sliding up to my neck as our lips collided once again.

The kiss was slow at first, but it didn’t take long for the fire between us to reignite. She pressed against me, and I guided her toward the bed, my hands roaming over her, caressing her body, every shiver that ran through her body.

The night stretched on, and for the first time since I got to Vancouver, I let go of everything else—the stress, the expectations, the constant pressure to prove myself. Right now, in this moment, none of that mattered.

All that mattered was her.

She gently pushed me on the bed, getting on top of me and straddled me.

We kissed for several minutes, my hands remaining on her waist and her hands against my head pulling me deeper into the kiss.

She pulled away from me and gestured that we get on the bed, and so we did. She lay on top of me as she continued kissing me, my hands now on her ass, gently massaging them.

I traced the lacy top with my fingers and noticed she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

Nice... Is this coincidence or she came prepared?

She broke free from the kiss and said "I’ve been so turned on since I saw you at the party earlier, your bad pick up lines didn’t make it any easier,"

I chuckled, "Yeah alright, but I wasn’t even trying... I just kinda went with the worst of the worst,"

She kissed me gently. "Is that so?"

"Yeah,"

"Then let me show you what that has done to me,"

She said and then began to move, putting herself in a position where she could take off her panties. Then she moved up and straddled me. I could see and feel the heat radiating from her sensual spot.

She spread her lips, revealing the glistening opening that was almost soaking wet.

"See how wet I am for you," she said holding her pussy apart with her fingers.

The sight made my head spin, my mind and my body instantly switching into primal mode. Any form of hesitation completely shed off.

I reached up and grabbed her waist, pulling her closer to my face. She supported herself by holding onto the headrest of the bed.

Her body jolted the moment I extended my tongue and flicked it against her clit, the way she responded to my touch urged me on as I began eating her precious opening, licking and sucking on her juices.

She grabbed a pillow and put it over her face, trying to stifle her moans but they were no good as she moaned loudly through the pillow.

She held the pillow with one hand, grabbed my head in place with the other and started grinding on my face, her waist and hips moving so fluidly. I held onto her, sticking my tongue in as far as it could go.

After a few seconds her movement increased slightly, signaling this she was nearing an orgasm.

I let go of her hips and just let her ride my face until she reached a climax, her body convulsed and my tongue got busy, sucking and licking her juices as they oozed out of her, the sensation almost sending her over the egde as she moaned into the pillow, responding to my relentless tongue even after she just had an orgasm.

After a while, her tensed body softened and she got off my face. Moving lower back towards my hip and reaching for my shorts. My dick eagerly waiting in excitement and anticipation.

"My time has come," I could almost hear it speak.

She pulled my pants down and wrapped her hand around my dick, bringing it out and began stroking it gently. Her hands were cold and soft, the feeling made my body tingle with a sensation I couldn’t describe.

She increased her tempo, and then leaned in to take the tip of my dick in her mouth. Her hands continued working on the shaft, twisting and moving up and down as she continued sucking the tip of my dick

Without warning, she took my whole length in her mouth and this made my body jerk forward.

"Fuck," I muttered, trying to control my self but there was too much pleasure coursing through me as I felt my dick hit her throat.

She began switching between sucking me and deepthroating me, her tongue swirling around my dick and licking me when she took her mouth off, only to repeat the whole process again.

Damn she’s really really good at this.

At the third time, I knew I wouldn’t last much longer, so grabbed her head and began fucking her face, thrusting my hips forward as my dick hit her throat over and over again.

I felt a build up from my balls, a tingling feeling from the back of my neck running down my spine as my muscles began contracting.

"I’m cumming," I announced. With one final thrust, holding her head in place I bursted into her mouth, shooting spurt after spurt of cum.

She grabbed my dick and continued sucking me, milking every drop of cum until there was nothing left, nearly snatching my soul and when she looked up at me, she had a devilish smile on as she milked the last drop of me.

"I fucking love that look on your face right now," she teased.

"You’re really really good at that,"

"I know," she smiled, one of her hand still gently stroking my dick that was half erect now,

"Wanna see something cool?," She asked,

"Yeah?," I answered unsure of what to expect from her.

I loved the fact that she was literally unhinged whenever she was like this, or is this how it is generally? Well what would I know... I was only a virgin until a few days ago.

Esther continued stroking my dick until it got hard again and then, I raised my upper body up, resting on my elbows as I watched her straddle me.

She pushed me back on the bed and then kissed me. She sat on me, her slick and wet pussy sliding against the underside of my dick, and then she started moving her waist back and forth, as if she were jerking me off with her pussy.

I got up on my elbows so I could watch it, watch the way her flesh pressed against mine, the way her bare cunt allowed me to see her ripe clitoris peeking out.