My Murderous Finale - ✔️

Chapter 14

**** mature chapter

I was unsure of where the boldness came from but it seemed to break Milo's last bit of gentleness. I felt the vibrations from the pleased groan he released. He hooked a finger into my thong, pulling it roughly to the side, baring my heat to the cool air. Before I could even register the coolness, Milo's mouth covered my needy lips and he sighed his content into my aching core. My hands slid into his hair, tightly grabbing his head trying to push him onto me further. The way that he absolutely devoured me like he was dying to taste every part of me and not let a single drop slip past his tongue, had me throwing my head back and writhing beneath him.

Once again, adrenaline coursed through my body as I thought about the sneakiness of this moment. Here we were in my brother's bathroom in the dark while he and his friends sat outside feet away while Milo's tongue expertly danced over every single part of me. When, with a rigid tongue, he flicked my sensitive clit, I gasped and started to thrust my hips against his face.

"That's it, fuck my face, Elliott," Milo told me before he stuck his tongue inside my soaked hole and my body took control.

I grabbed his head and held him on me pushing and pulling him in sync with my thrusting hips. I'd never felt this good in my life and I didn't want it to end, but my body began to betray me and tip over the edge way too soon. Milo slid two fingers into me and latched onto my clit, sucking it so hard that my climax barreled through me. I held his head on me tightly and my thighs went rigid, locking around his ears. For the first time in my life, liquid poured out of me and onto Milo's waiting tongue. It was a completely different sensation than anything I'd ever felt, my legs began to go slack and my body pitched forward. Milo's eyes were glued to mine and he had to have sensed I was about to get loud. Before I could even make a sound, he reached up and covered my mouth with his palm, his thumb on one cheek and his fingers roughly grabbing the other. I moaned loudly into his palm, which muffled it all, as he sucked and licked every last drop out of me while my legs shook until I was so sensitive that I writhed under this touch. He chuckled and removed his hand from my face before wiping his mouth with it.

Milo slid my panties back over to cover me and slid my shorts back up my legs, lifting me slightly to pull them over my ass. As spent as I was, the sweetness of the action was sobering.

" That was fuckin hot," he whispered in my ear before kissing it.

" I've never done that before" I whispered back, shyness blanketing my words. Milo unlocked the door and looked out into the hallway before stepping out of the bathroom. I slid off the counter and followed him into the hallway. He leaned up against the wall again, smiling down at me.

" What? Been ate out in your brother's bathroom? Well I gotta say, I sure hope not." he smirked and chuckled deeply. The sound was more intoxicating than any amount of alcohol I could consume.

" NO," I whispered harshly while looking down the hall to make sure no one was in earshot before continuing. I stood on tiptoes swaying lightly. Milo placed a steadying hand on my hip and leaned down, his smile growing wide.

" Oh, you mean you've never fucked someone's face so good that you covered them in your cum?" he said, staring into my eyes, his mouth so close to my lips that I could smell me on him. All I could do was shake my head yes. " Good. I'm glad you've only done that with me." he closed the space and gently kissed me before pushing off the wall and walking back out the back door.

I stumbled into the guest room, my legs like jelly from alcohol and orgasm. I slid under the covers and closed my eyes with a smile on my face and quickly drifted to sleep.

I woke a few hours later, Sleep and alcohol still clouding my brain, with a heavy weight in my stomach. I tried to roll over onto my other side and quickly realized I couldn't move at all. The weight in my stomach was pinning me to the bed. I shook my head and blinked a couple of times before lifting the covers only to find an arm draped over my waist from behind me. My stomach dropped and panic filled me. I glanced over my shoulder to find Milo behind me and let out a sigh of relief. The noise or the movement caused him to stir behind me, only to pull me tighter against his body, my back flush against his bare chest. I couldn't breathe. I'd be lying if I said this wasn't exactly what I wanted after we left the bathroom. However, I was definitely curious as to why he was here, in bed with me, a room away from my brother.

I laid my head back down on my pillow and my body relaxed, melting into the warmth of Milo's body. The movement must have woken him a little more and he nuzzled into my hair before his body went rigid against mine. I held my breath waiting to see his reaction. After a couple of seconds, he tightened his grip around my waist and whispered in my ear.

"What are you doing in here, Elliott?" His half-asleep voice was indescribably sexy. I knew I was drunk at the time but I watched him walk outside before I got into bed. He had to have come in later not knowing or remembering I was sleeping here.

" Milo, I was asleep when you came in here" I chuckled softly before I felt him twitch behind me against my ass.

"Don't do that." He warned

" Do what?"

"Laugh, unless you'd like to continue what we started earlier." He lifted his head off the pillow and looked around the room. "I always sleep in here when we drink too much. I dunno, I guess I just assumed you slept somewhere else. You're so little I didn't even see you or feel you when I laid down."

I laughed at that. Then remembered and tried to stifle my chuckle.

"Elliott," Milo warned, and dammit if it didn't make me giggle more. There still had to be a good amount of alcohol in my system. Then I felt his cock, at full attention, strain against my ass. He sighed and shifted his body away from me slightly, still holding onto my waist. " Do you want me to leave?" He asked and I knew the response I should give him but it wasn't the one I wanted.

"No," I whispered honestly and he finally laid his head back on the pillow.

" Good, this is quite comfortable. As long as you quit laughing. Oh and definitely don't move much or else this will be uncomfortable for us both." I was unsure why I was unable to stop giggling but one escaped my lips as I tried to hold it in, which made me laugh even more. " Goddammit," he huffed as he pulled me back flush against him again. "Enjoy getting stabbed by my dick and go to fuckin sleep, Elliott." He whispered and I could tell he was smiling.