Hide and Seek by Alyssa Brooks Page A

pussy, her labia and clit becoming swollen and wet. Already she ached to take him inside of her…something she would not, could not , do.
    She pushed him south, forcing him on his knees. Abandoning her breasts, he kissed his way along her torso as his hands spread open her thighs. When his mouth reached the juncture between her legs, he parted her folds. He planted a soft kiss directly on her pulsing nub.
    â€œWhat shall I do now, my queen?” he asked, breathing against her pussy.
    Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!
    Elisa swallowed, hardly able to control herself. “You know.”
    â€œNo, no, I’m afraid I don’t.” Maxim continued to hold her cunt wide open, his hot breath blowing across the tender area. “You’ll have to tell me, and in thorough detail, or I might miss something.”
    â€œLick me.”
    His tongue darted out, barely making contact with her mons. “My queen, I must follow your rules. Please tell me how.”
    Her pussy shuddered, needing him so badly, she could hardly think. “Slowly. All the way.”
    â€œAll the way?” Again, his tongue teased her, but naught more. Her knees became weak, threatening to give out on her. She could cry from the agony of wanting him.
    Elisa grasped his hair and yanked his head, forcing his face in her cunt. “Lick all of me, not just one spot, but slowly, smoothly.”
    â€œBetter, Elisa, better.” His tongue followed her instructions, laving her pussy in measured, long movements. Elisa told herself to enjoy it. Every second. Every stroke. She was leading and he’d stop when she was ready for him to stop; she was nowhere near prepared for that.
    Throwing her head back, she moaned aloud, savoring his oral pleasuring. He licked her like she’d lick a soft chocolate ice cream, swirling his tongue, smearing his lips against her, delighting in every tasteful inch of her pussy.
    Her legs were turning to Jell-O. His tongue strokes weren’t enough. She needed something to brace herself with. She needed more.
    â€œOh God. Wait,” she commanded, halting his tongue movements. “I want to lie down.”
    She walked to the bearskin rug and lay down on it, propping up both of her legs and spreading herself wide. “Suck my clit.”
    â€œYour wish,” he obliged her, his tone punctuated by his accent. “Is my every desire.”
    Elisa could hardly believe it was true.
    Maxim crawled between her legs and claimed the dripping bead with his teeth, suctioning hard. Working it in and out of his mouth, he drove her into a frenzy from the pressure.
    â€œDamn,” she ground out. “You’re good.”
    He sucked harder, so hard, it almost hurt, but in such a glorious way. Her body lifted off the floor as she moaned aloud, her fingers grasping desperately at the fur beneath her.
    Christ, she couldn’t take this sexual agony. Maxim had her ready to burst. She needed him to fuck her. Now.
    No! That was what the dildo was for!
    â€œGet me ready. Put…put your fingers in me,” she told him, lifting her hips slightly. “Hurry.”
    Releasing her clit, he promptly drove two fingers into her slick sheath. Pumping them in and out of her, he licked all around her hole, pressing his tongue alongside the digits. She arched and pushed her lower half against him, needing more. So much more.
    He slid another finger into her depths, then another. Her pussy opened for him, stretching and accepting the width of his hand eagerly, but needing more length. Needing him.
    Elisa grasped for the dildo, her hands searching the bearskin rug until she found it lying next to her head. Picking up the sex toy, she handed it to him. “Here.”
    His eyes lit, connecting with hers. “You’re serious?”
    Unease curled through her, but she pushed the self-guessing away. “Yes. Now.” She was being strong, not embarrassed, and she wanted this. “And