"Kael—ahhh—I-I'm gonna—!"
"Yes," he growled, voice dark and hungry. "Cum for me. Right here. On my fingers. Let it all go."
Ellie shattered.
"Mmmhh—AHHHH! KAEL—!" she cried out, her entire body locking up as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her.
Her pussy clamped down around his fingers, juices gushing out as she fell in his arms. He held her close, fingers still pumping inside her—slower now, but just enough to draw out every last tremor from her body.
Her moans slowly melted into soft gasp, her thighs twitching, her fingers clinging to his shirt like she was afraid she would fall apart if she let go.
"You okay?" Kael whispered, voice low and rough with restraint. His cock was rock-hard against her belly, throbbing with arousal, but he waited.
"Did you enjoy that?" Kael asked, his voice low and wicked, a cocky smirk curling at the corners of his lips.
Ellie's chest rose and fell in rapid, uneven breaths. "Ye… yes…" she finally whispered, still drowning in the aftershocks.
Kael leaned in closer, brushing a few strands of hair from her cheek.
"You came so hard," he murmured, lips brushing the edge of her ear. "Your pussy was so tight, Aunty… clenching around my fingers like it hadn't been touched in years."
"Mmhh..." Ellie whimpered in response, her eyes fluttering.
"Though, I pity you," Kael continued, his voice rougher now as his fingers slid from her hair down to her throat.
"You've been starving for this. That little, precious cunt of yours… it needs to be fucked. Rough. Deep. Until you scream my name again and again."
Ellie's eyes snapped open at that, widening slightly at the filthy words. But instead of pulling away, her gaze dropped—slowly—to the massive bulge still straining against his pants.
It looked even bigger now, wet from the precum she had been unknowingly drawing out the whole time.
"See what you've done to me?" Kael said, gripping her chin and tilting her face back up to meet his eyes. "All that moaning, all that dripping—you're responsible for this now."
He grabbed her hand again and guided it back down between his legs.
"You're gonna take care of this cock now, Aunty," he growled. "You're gonna make it feel just as good as I made you feel."
"W-With my hands?" Ellie whispered, breathless.
Kael smirked.
"With your mouth," he said, eyes glinting with heat. "Now get on your knees."
"What… knees?" Ellie whispered in shock, caught completely off guard. Her hands continued stroking him through his pants, movements slow, uncertain but undeniably eager.
"I… I've never done that before," she admitted, cheeks burning with embarrassment.
Kael simply smiled, not wanting to push her further.
"Then do what you like," he murmured. "However you want, Aunty. I'll enjoy every second of it."
Ellie swallowed hard. Her eyes flicked from his relaxed face down to the thick bulge under her palm. She stared for a moment, then—gathering her courage—her fingers reached for the waistband of his pant.
Her breath quickened as she slid them down. "Ahhh…" she exhaled sharply, heart slamming in her chest as his cock sprang free.
It was thick, long, the tip glistening with precum. Her hand froze in the air for a moment, stunned.
So this is what he was hiding...
Kael let out a soft, amused sound. "You like what you see?"
Ellie nodded slowly, almost in a trance. Her fingertips trembled as they hovered above his shaft, then finally wrapped around it—flesh to flesh.
"Uuhhhhn…" Kael groaned as her soft fingers gripped him, stroking slowly from base to tip.
Ellie watched every twitch, every slight reaction—his breathing, the tightening of his abs, the faint roll of his hips.
She was enchanted. Her mouth fell open slightly as her curiosity grew.
She leaned closer.
Close enough to feel the heat radiating off him. Close enough to smell the faint mix of his scent and cum.
Her lips parted further and her breath brushed over the tip of his cock.
Kael kept still, watching her through half-lidded eyes. She blushed deeper under his gaze but didn't pull back.
"Go on," Kael whispered, voice dark and smooth like honey laced with poison. "Taste it. Just a little."
Ellie nodded calmly, but her mind was anything but calm.
She wasn't thinking clearly anymore—her body was light, floating, trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm and the heaviness of everything that came before.
Flashes of the past flickered behind her eyes.
Little Kael, running in the garden barefoot, his hair a mess, laughing as she chased him with a wooden spoon. The way he had once called her Ellie-mama when he was too small to know better.
And now—now—her mouth hovered just inches from his cock.
She paused.
Everything in her screamed this should be wrong. That her past self, the one who brushed his hair and sang him to sleep at night, would be horrified.
But this wasn't the little boy she once knew.
This was a man.
A man whose cock was thick and hard in her hand.
A man who looked at her like she was the most desirable woman in the world.
A man who had just made her cum harder than anyone ever had—who made her feel alive.
Ellie swallowed hard, her lips quivering as she looked up at him. Kael met her gaze, eyes dark and burning with lust.
She hesitated, then slowly leaned in. Her tongue slipped out, just the tip, and then, she slowly, tentatively licked across the tip of his cock.
Salty. Warm. Heavy on her tongue.
"Fuck, Aunty…" Kael groaned low, hips jerking slightly. "That tongue's even better than I dreamed."
Ellie closed her eyes, lips brushing his tip now, pressing a delicate kiss there. Her hand stroked his cock in slow rhythm while her mouth leaned in again—tongue swirling around the swollen tip, tasting the precum gathered there.
"Mmmhh…" she moaned softly around him, the taste flooding her senses.
"You like that?" Kael asked, his voice ragged. "You like tasting my cock, Aunty?"
Ellie didn't answer.
She didn't need to.
Her mouth opened wider this time, lips fully wrapping around the head, sucking gently.