The Light That Shines From Above

Chapter 54

Heather

"Bend over. Let me see you."

Warmth filled my lower stomach. I bent over the bed. I was already stripped out of my suit. My hair hung down around my shoulders, pooling on the mattress.

His hands grasped my ass cheeks, needing them in roughly making me moan. His hands spread my ass and he groaned.

"Look how wet you are for me," he rasped. One hand stayed on my backside while his other finger trailed up my inner thigh, smearing the arousal that had dripped down. He brushed his fingers against my clit, toying with my entrance. "Flugri it looks so perfect."

I felt his tongue swipe from my clit to my hole. "Shit," I hissed. My head dropped until my forehead rested on my hands clasped in front of me.

I moaned as he teased the area. His tongue was light and fleeting over my cunt. He would trail up from my clit like a feather, hardly any simulation yet it was enough to bring me pleasure. His tongue paused over my clit, circling it gently while needing my ass roughly.

He kept this pace until I was panting so hard I feared I might pass out. I tried to push my hips back but his grip was firm. I was completely at his mercy. My back arched further, my fingers spreading out on the bed.

"Please," I whimpered. "Please Ikzo more."

He hummed against me sending vibrations over my pussy. I whined then nearly screamed as his mouth attacked my cunt. Without warning he sucked my clit into his mouth, now adding pressure to his previous actions. His tongue snaked up to my hole, pushing in deep before fucking me with it.

My fingers fisted the covers, trying to jerk my hips away when his thumb rubbed on my clit. His tongue never stopped moving in and out of me, flicking upwards as it went. With my hips pressed into the side of the bed and his hand tight on my upper thigh there was no chance to run. Pleasure racked through my body making my thighs quiver until my entire body shook as I came.

I was left gasping as he pulled away. His hands took hold of my body and flipped me onto my back.

His thumb ran over my cheeks. "I always love it when your cheeks bloom pink." His hand traveled down between my breasts to my pussy. "Just as pretty as this pink." His hand smacked lightly over my clit.

I whimpered, trying to close my legs from the harsh zap of pleasure but his body stopped me. I watched as he pulled down the rest of his suit, his dick springing up. It looked painfully hard, a bead of precum dripping of the top.

His white hand landed on my inner thigh, pushing it further so he could line up his tip. For just a second, one filled with aching anticipation, he ran his tip over my soaping cunt. He watched as his precum smeared over the area. Then he pushed into me.

I moaned, feeling my walls stretch around him until he was buried inside me. He moaned lowly, not wasting a second to start thrusting. I watched him through hooded eyes as he fucked me. He always looked so hot this way. His muscles flexing and face filled with pleasure.

His cock plunged deep inside me, the ribs on the tip sliding against my slick walls. Half the time I could have sworn he was inside my stomach. It was so much it almost hurt. Even after all this time it still felt this way. Overwhelmingly good.

The moans coming from both of us were slopping and almost incoherent. I couldn't stop them from leaving my throat. I was always happy that Ikzo was vocal in bed. Every moan, groan, and grunt tightened the ball of pleasure in my stomach.

I started to throb around him, my oncoming climax making me clench around him hard. He grunted and jerked me closer, fucking me at the same pace.

"Fuck yes Ikzo," I moaned. "I'm going to come."

His fingers trailed down to my clit. "Come for me Likaliv."

With the extra stimulation I came hard. My orgasm ripped through me making me pulsating around him. He pushed all the way in, rolling his hips while slowly circling my clit with his fingers. I mewled, tilting my hips towards the sensation even if it was too much.

Suddenly Ikzo pulled out, his hand moving to stroke his dick. "Come kneel in front of me Likaliv," he said.

I moved off the bed, trembling but eager. I dropped to my knees in front of him. This wasn't the first time I had kneeled in front of him but it was the first time he asked this way. Usually we were just starting when he wanted me to suck him off or I offered. With all the experimenting we've been doing and how I lost all ability to be embarrassed around him my next actions came natural.

I looked at him through my lashes, opening my mouth and pushing out my tongue. He was still stroking his dick with no intention of placing it in my mouth. His purple eyes took in my open mouth and groaned.

"Roka Heather," he swore. "You have no idea how fucking good you look right now."

My pussy throbbed at the guttural tone. He sounded on the brink of losing any control he might have. His hand sped up on his dick, focusing on fisting his tip until he exploded. Ropes of come spilled from his tip and onto my tongue. Like normal there was a lot of it. I caught what I could but some dripped down my chin and to my breasts.

He groaned my name as he came, swearing under his breath as he watched me swallow. When the last bit of his come dribbled out I leaned forward and ran my tongue over it.

"Heather you don't have to I already—Holy fuck," he hissed when I sucked his tip, swirling my tongue around it before pushing him further in my mouth.

He was still hard, not as much as before however with my actions I could feel him start to stiffen again. His dick throbbed in my mouth, his hips jerking from overstimulation. I hummed and leaned forward, bringing one hand up to fist the base.

I could taste myself mixed in with his come. My tongue glided over the length of his dick, teasing the tip as I pulled back before taking him again. That was enough for him. His hand fisted my hair and pushed me down. I gagged, tears building in my eyes. I switched to breathe through my nose, relaxing my throat as he started to fuck it.

"Heather," he swore my name.

I moaned, clenching my thighs together. I could feel my arousal leaking out of me. He jerked my head back by my hair. I whimpered.

He switched his grip to cup the top of my throat, his eyes dropping to my thighs. "That will never give you the pleasure you deserve." He picked me up and tossed me back onto the bed. "Let me help you."

I couldn't get anything other than a moan out as he sank back into me. If it was possible I was wetter than before, allowing him to slid in to the hilt in one quick motion.

He fell on top of me, keeping most of his weight off me. His arms caged me in as his lips started kissing over my face and neck. They were slow, sweet kisses that made my heart flutter and skin blaze.

My hands went from his back to his hair, guiding him to my lips. His mouth devoured mine the same way he fucked me. Slow and possessive. He rolled into me, hardly pulling out an inch before pushing back in. I could barely breath, my skin feeling feverish.

My lips traveled from his to his jaw, pressing kisses where I could reach. I felt his chest rumble against mine, a deep purr like sound reaching my ears. I shuttered at the noise. My fingernails scratched his scalp lightly. As my mouth moved against his skin tiny, breathless moans left me.

When I felt my orgasm building I pulled his mouth back to mine, kissing him with heat. He groaned, fucking into me slow and hard. I tightened my fingers in his hair, crying against his mouth as I came. He didn't stop thrusting, his hand moving to my thigh to hook it over his hip. I felt him swell then he moaned, shooting his come deep inside me.

Still kissing me, his hand slid up my hip and under to my back, pushing me closer to him. When he rolled to lay on his side he took me with him, moving his hand to cup the back of my head instead.