A RECIPE FOR DESIRE 🤤

The aroma of food filled the kitchen, mingling with the soft hum of music playing in the background. Sarah stood by the counter, chopping vegetables, her smile warm but teasing as Elliot leaned against the fridge, watching her. His gaze lingered on her hips; the curve of her ass in those shorts was tempting.

"Are you gonna help me, or are you just gonna stand there and stare?" She sassed, tossing him a smirk over her shoulder.

"Oh, I’m helping," he replied, stepping closer until his chest was against her back. His voice dipped lower, husky. "I’m supervising."

Before she could reply, his hands slid around her waist, fingers grazing over her stomach, pulling her back against him. The knife clattered to the cutting board as his lips found the sweet spot on her neck.

"Careful," she murmured, but her voice betrayed her, breathy and eager.

"I am," he whispered against her skin. "Careful enough to know exactly what you like~"

She turned in his arms, her eyes meeting his. His fingers trailed down her spine, sending a tingling sensation through her. The kiss came hot and insistent, his hands cupping her face as hers tugged him closer by the shirt. The countertop dug into her back, but she barely noticed as his lips moved down her neck, biting softly, making her gasp.

"Dinner," she managed, though her voice was more plea than protest.

"It’ll wait," he murmured, grinning wickedly before kissing her again, his tongue teasing hers. Sarah gave in and made out hotly with Elliot. He reached down to squeeze her ass, lifting her up so she wrapped her legs around him, her core pressed against his crotch. "E-Elliot~" she moaned when he pulled away again. "Fuck~ I don’t think I can wait till after dinner~," he huffed. She giggled, "I’m all yours after~ just wait a bit~" He set her down, giving her one last kiss before allowing her to finish while he set the table. 

By the time they sat at the table, the sexual tension hung thickly in the air. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips still swollen from his kisses, and his eyes glinted with mischief as he poured her wine.

"You’re a tease," she complained, referring to the incident in the kitchen earlier. She could still feel his kisses, her body itching for more.

"Don’t worry, princess, I’m not done with you yet~" 

Deciding to play along, Sarah asked, "What do you have in mind?" Elliot met her eyes and smirked, standing up from his seat. "Well," he started as he walked over to her, "I plan to make you scream for me tonight~," he whispered in her ear, rubbing her shoulders. Sarah shifted in her seat, warmth pooling in her abdomen. "I’ll fill you up so good, the way you clench around my fingers as they’re deep inside you – you’d like that, wouldn’t you, baby?" 

Sarah nodded, swallowing lightly. "You know I would."

Elliot trailed a finger downwards, stopping at her cleavage. "No bra, huh? My naughty girl~" he whispered, sliding his hands down to cup her bare breasts. Sarah let out a breathy moan, feeling her nipples hardening. "It makes it easier for you to play with~," she replied. Elliot’s dick twitched in its confinement, rubbing against Sarah’s arm. She turned in her seat, reaching over to palm him, making him groan, "Look how hard you are right now. I can’t wait to have it in my mouth; you know I’ll make you feel good~." 

"I don’t doubt that; you look so good on your knees with my cock down your throat. Gonna pleasure me like the good girl you are, aren’t you?"

"I can be bad if you want me to~" 

"You’re testing me, baby girl," he growled

"Punish me then~"

Steam curled around them as the hot water cascaded, but it was nothing compared to the heat between them. Elliot stood behind Sarah in the shower, water running down their bodies as his hands roamed, slow and deliberate.

"Turn around," he murmured, his voice commanding yet soft, and she obeyed, their eyes locking in the haze.

He kissed her deeply, one hand gripping her wet hair while the other traced her curves. She moaned into his mouth as he pressed her against the cool tile, his lips finding her collarbone, her shoulders, and down to her breasts. 

"You’re so beautiful," he whispered, his voice rough with desire. "Why don’t you show me what that mouth can do~?" Sarah complied, sinking to her knees. Elliot guided his cock to her mouth, and she eagerly opened her mouth. Her plump lips encircle the tip and gradually take the length, reaching the base, deep-throating it. Elliot hums in satisfaction as Sarah continues to bob her head up and down, sucking. She makes a fucking mess, with spit covering her lips and dripping down her chin, with her muffled moans filling up the room. She pulls away completely, a string of saliva still connecting to her lips. She drags her tongue on the underside, making her way back to the tip before taking it into her mouth again, looking up to make eye contact with Elliot. He grunted at the slutty, ‘innocent’ look she gave him while stroking the underside of his dick. Sarah loved to put on a show whenever she sucked Elliot off, loving how his groans of pleasure made her pussy ache.

Elliot gripped her hair, thrusting into her mouth harshly, making her eyes roll back at the force. She lets out a loud moan, sending vibrations on his cock. "I’m gonna cum~ better take it all~," he ordered and thrust faster. She nods, desperate to please as she quickens her pace. Warm cum filled her mouth as she struggled to swallow, pulling away to catch her breath. Elliot pulled her up and pushed her against the glass shower door; she moaned as her nipples came in contact with the cool surface. Elliot wrapped his tattooed hand around her throat from behind, choking her just the way she liked, while his other hand trailed downwards, unexpectedly shoving three fingers into her pussy, the water from the shower being the only lube. She screamed at the penetration, completely at Elliot’s mercy. "Good girl~ taking my fingers so well~," he whispered, letting go of her neck to pinch and pull her nipples.

"F-fuck me ah~ please," she begged. Wordlessly, Elliot pulled his fingers out of her and entered her. "Ah!~" she screamed, bouncing with his thrusts. Elliot pulled her hair back, catching her in a hot kiss. Drool slipped down her chin at the harsh pleasure, eyes rolling back when he hit her G-spot. "C-cum~"

He fucked her harder, making her cum against the glass, shuddering when she felt his cum fill her. Her knees nearly gave out when he pulled out, the fog from the steamy shower clouding the room. "I’m not done with you yet, princess~" Elliot whispered

The bedroom was dark, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp. Their bodies met the sheets in a messy passion. Here, there was no rush, just an unspoken need to savour each other fully.

His lips on her pussy, eating her out in a way that made her toes curl, his pierced tongue bringing an added cooling. Her back arched when he tilted his head, tongue reaching deeper. Her orgasm coated his lips and lower face as he pulled away, leaning up to catch her in a hot kiss, making her taste herself. He pulled away. "All fours, now." She obeyed, presenting her ass up for him. He placed both hands on her hips, gently easing himself into her. High-pitched whines and whimpers come out of her as he squeezes her hips tight enough to leave behind deep red marks. Landing a few slaps on her ass, Sarah could only lie there and take it, moaning and clenching the sheets. Her moans came out in little 'ahs', going up in pitch more and more. His hand goes up again into her hair, pulling it back to lift her face from the sheets. "Let me hear those pretty moans," he whispered, hugging her waist. Her back against his chest, his thrusts slow and deep as their tongues engaged in a fierce passion. The sounds of skin slapping against skin echoed in the room. Elliot’s fingers rubbed her clit, bringing her closer to her much-needed orgasm. "Ah fuck-ugh~...mmmf...feels so good~." She pulled away to moan. "Cum for me, darling, make a mess of the sheets~," Elliot rasped whilst chasing his own high. He pulled out briefly to flip Sarah onto her back and entered her again. It was deliberate and deep, making her gasp as their bodies perfectly moulded together. Their movements were unhurried; each thrust a promise, every touch an affirmation. He whispered her name like a prayer, his forehead pressed against hers as they moved together, building to something overwhelming and pure. Time lost meaning as they gave themselves completely, her nails dragging down his back, his lips trailing over her neck and jaw.

A few more thrusts and both of them came at the same time; he finished inside of her as she felt his warm cum filling him up. Pulling out, Elliot watched as his cum dripped out of her abused hole, clenching and unclenching around nothing. He held her close, his breath mingling with hers in the quiet aftermath.

"I’ll never get enough of you," he murmured, kissing her temple as she smiled against his chest.

🖤 Noir