DON’T STOP (Lila and Darrell) novel Chapter 161

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Ethan

I took a shaky breath, eyes locked on the deep valley of her cleavage. My hands were still gripping her hips. fingers digging into the soft flesh.

“I… I want to squeeze your tits,” I whispered, the words feeling foreign and filthy on my tongue. “I want to pull your blouse down and see them bare. Kiss them… lick them… suck on your nipples until you moan my name. I keep imagining how heavy they’d feel in my hands… how they’d bounce if I… if I fucked them.”

Elara let out a soft, throaty laugh that sent electricity straight to my cock. “Mmm, there’s the hunger. Good boy. That kind of honesty makes a woman’s pussy wet. Feel.”

She took my right hand from her hip and slowly guided it upward, placing it directly over her left breast. The soft, heavy weight filled my palm even through her blouse and bra. I groaned quietly, instinctively squeezing. It was so warm, so full.

“Like that,” she murmured. “Gentle at first… then firmer. Roll your thumb over my nipple. Feel it getting hard for you?”

I did as she said. The stiff peak poked against the fabric, and I circled it slowly. Elara hummed in approval, arching slightly into my touch. My breathing was ragged now.

She leaned down closer, her lips hovering just inches from mine. Her breath was warm and sweet.

“Kiss me, Ethan.”

I froze for half a second, then leaned in. Our lips met softly at first-tentative on my part. She tasted like cherries and sin. Then she took control, tilting her head and deepening the kiss. Her tongue slid along my lower lip before slipping inside, coaxing mine to dance with hers. I moaned into her mouth, my hand still kneading her breast.

When she pulled back, her eyes were darker and lips slightly swollen.

“Good,” she whispered against my mouth. “But kiss like you want to fuck me. Like you’re already imagining your cock buried deep in my throat.”

She kissed me again, harder this time. I grew bolder, sucking on her tongue, nipping her lower lip. My other hand came up to cup her right breast, squeezing both of them now, thumbs teasing her nipples until they were rock hard.

Elara broke the kiss with a satisfied sigh and straightened up. She looked down at the obvious, throbbing bulge in my slacks.

“Poor thing. So hard and neglected.” Her hand slid down my chest, over my stomach, and finally cupped my erection through my pants. I gasped sharply, my hips jerking up into her palm.

“Shhh… easy,” she cooed, stroking me slowly with her fingers, tracing the outline of my cock. “So thick. So eager. This is what’s going to make girls cry for more, but only if you learn to use it fight.”

She kept rubbing me in long, teasing strokes while I continued playing with her breasts, squeezing, massaging, and pinching her nipples lightly through the fabric. I was leaking pre-cum-I could feel the wet spot forming in my boxers.

“Unbutton my blouse,” she ordered softly. “Slow. Look at me while you do it.”

My fingers trembled as I reached up and undid the first button, then the second. Her cleavage spilled further into view- smooth, dark skin, black lace bra barely containing her. Button by button, I revealed more until the blouse hung open. She shrugged it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor.

“Touch them properly now,” she said, reaching behind to unhook her bra. It joined the blouse. Her breasts were perfect- full, heavy, with dark chocolate nipples already tight and begging for attention.

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I stared, mouth open. Then I leaned forward and pressed my face between them, kissing the soft skin and inhaling he scent. Elara moaned softly and held the back of my head, guiding me.

“Suck,” she whispered. “Use your tongue. Show me how hungry that shy mouth really is.”

I latched onto one nipple, sucking gently at first, then harder, swirling my tongue around it. My hand worked the other breast, pinching and rolling the nipple. All the while, her hand kept stroking my cock through my pants, slow and tortu keeping me right on the edge.

“You’re learning fast, baby,” she purred, her voice husky. “But we’re just getting started. By the time I’m done with you, know exactly how to make any pussy drip, clench, and beg for this cock.”

Elara’s fingers threaded tighter into my hair as I sucked harder on her nipple, swirling my tongue around the stiff peak. soft, needy sounds she made went straight to my cock. I switched to the other breast, kissing and licking every inch of h heavy tits, losing myself in their warmth and weight.

“Enough teasing,” she whispered huskily, pulling my head back gently. “Stand up.”

I obeyed immediately, my legs shaky. She unbuttoned my shirt with slow, deliberate fingers, pushing it off my shoulders and letting it fall. Then she dropped to her knees in front of me, eyes locked on mine the entire time.

“Look at me,” she reminded softly. “Watch what I do to you.”

She unzipped my slacks and tugged them down along with my boxers. My cock sprang free, hard and leaking, the head flushed and glistening. I groaned in embarrassment and arousal as she wrapped her soft hand around the base.

“So pretty,” she murmured, stroking me slowly from root to tip. “And so full of cum for me already.” She leaned in and dragged her warm tongue along the underside, licking all the way up to the head before swirling it around the sensitive tip gasped, hips jerking.

“F-fuck…” The word slipped out before I could stop it.

Elara smiled up at me. “Yes. That’s what good boys say when a woman tastes them/ She took me into her hot wet mouth. slowly sucking just the head while her tongue flicked against the slit. One hand stroked the shaft while the other cupped m balls, rolling them gently. She bobbed deeper, taking half my length before pulling back with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my cock.

“Lesson one for eating pussy,” she said, still stroking me lazily. “It’s the same energy. Worship it. Tease it. Make her drip down your chin before you even put a finger inside.”

She stood up gracefully, hooked her thumbs into her long skirt, and slid it down her thick thighs. Black lace panties followed, revealing her completely. Her pussy was smooth, puffy, and already glistening with arousal. My mouth watered.

Elara sat on the edge of the velvet-covered table, spreading her legs wide. The crystal sphere sat beside her like a silent

witness.

“Come here,” she beckoned. “On your knees first.”

I knelt between her thighs, staring at her wet folds. Her scent was intoxicating-sweet and musky.

“Kiss it,” she instructed, her voice low. “Soft kisses up my thighs… then on my pussy lips. No tongue yet.”

I followed her words exactly, pressing trembling lips to her inner thighs, then higher, kissing along her slick outer lips. She sighed happily, running her fingers through my hair again.

“Good boy. Now use your tongue. Lick me slowly explore every fold. Find my clit and circle it.”

I dragged my tongue along her slit, tasting her for the first time. She was so wet. I licked deeper, then found the swollen nub at the top and circled it gently. Elara moaned, her thighs twitching around my head

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“Yes… just like that. Flatten your tongue… then suck gently. Make love to it with your mouth.”

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