She sat back down on the swing and he helped her out of her boots. Once he removed her socks, he picked up her foot and kissed each toe without taking his eyes off her. When he massaged the sole of her foot, she pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and hummed.
He gave the other foot equal attention before he kissed his way up her calf, sometimes licking her flesh and other times taking little bites toward what he craved to nibble most—her sweet pussy that he could already smell and hungered to taste.
On his journey, she widened her thighs and stared at him beneath hooded eyelids. Her breath came out in heady pants and he wouldn’t tease her, he only wanted her to burn with desire.
She was there.
With her spread wide
, he shifted on his knees and leaned in toward her, then, with his gaze on her face, he licked along the outside edge of her thong. Her eyes darkened and she gasped, trembling beneath his tongue.
He flicked his tongue along the other side of her inner thigh and she swirled her hips in a desperate plea.
Not yet, beautiful.
He pressed soft kisses against her abdomen until he reached those stunning tits. Sliding his tongue under the curve, he gave a firm lick upward until he took her taut nipple into his mouth. Her back arched, and with a hand on his shoulder, she all but shoved her breasts into his face.
Responsive and greedy—he loved both those qualities.
Forcing her to stay put, he grasped her rib cage, pinning her to the swing. After a long hard pull on her nipple, he released it, but immediately latched onto the other. As he swirled his tongue around the bud, her head dropped back and she quaked beneath his hand trapping her.
He might not have wanted to rush this, but his rock-hard cock reminded him he wanted her badly. Releasing her nipple, he kissed back down her stomach, keeping his hand pressed against her ribs to hold her still. By the time he reached her pussy, her scent intoxicated him and his cock twitched. He licked her over the top of her panties and she ground herself against his tongue.
Tucking his thumb into the side of her panties, he pushed the lace aside, exposing her beautiful cunt. He zeroed in on soft, dark well-kept curls and the dampness around her slit. Needing to taste her excitement, he licked up her lower lips, lapping up the moisture that had gathered there.
Sweet. Delectable. Perfection.
He slid his tongue up and down her folds, she panted and wiggled her hips. He heard her silent request and settled his mouth over her clit. There, he played, flicked the little bud, sucked deeply and pulled it between his teeth. Her thighs resting against his head trembled around him, her fingernails dug into his scalp and her pants now turned into raspy moans.
With her quivering under his tongue, he sucked on her clit as he slipped two fingers into her wet pussy. Angling his fingers, he rested against her G-spot and rubbed the sensitive spot.
Her eyes widened. “Oh my…yes.”
Holding her gaze, he flicked at her clit rapidly and thrust his fingers inside of her, demanding her orgasm. Her slick heat tightened around his fingers, yet hung there, and if she thought she wouldn’t come tonight, she thought wrong.
He stood, grasped her hips and pulled her toward him, placing her bottom on the very edge of the swing. He pushed both of her thighs back against her torso and gestured to them. “Hold your legs for me—nice and wide.”
After she wrapped her arms around her thighs, exposing herself to him completely, he caressed her hot little cunt. “You’re very wet, Bryanna.”
“Yeeessss,” she breathed.
“All wet and excited for me.” He inserted two fingers and stroked twice, finding his angle.
A low, seductive moan hummed from her throat and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Each thrust he offered her earned him another whine of desperation. Drawing in a deep breath, he thrust his fingers, hard and fast, up and down.
Her eyes snapped open and her scream empowered his demonic side. With her inner muscles convulsing against his movements, wetness coated his fingers and she went wild beneath him. Pinning her with a hand on her stomach, he didn’t relent until her screaming became whimpers and he couldn’t possibly draw any more cum from her.
Withdrawing his fingers, he rubbed her soaked pussy, moving up toward her clit. When she quivered at the contact on her clit, he chuckled. Her head had fallen back during her orgasm and he gave her the time she needed to recover.
Many minutes passed while his cock pressed painfully against his zipper.
“Oh…my…elements,” she gasped between deep, labored breaths. She finally lowered her head and her makeup trailed down her cheeks, but he’d never seen a woman look so beautiful—well used by him.
He liked her that way.
With a smile that shouldn’t belong to someone so innocent, but mirrored a female demon, she slid off the swing and lowered onto her knees before him. She gazed up at him with those beautiful eyes, her hair trailing over one shoulder and the rest along her back, and he groaned.
Her puffy lips were still turned up in a devilish grin as she brushed across his cock. “You might have been damned, but here,” she squeezed his hard-on, “you’re certainly blessed.”