“Fen,” she moaned softly, and I let go of her nipple with an audible pop, staring down at her breasts, loving how the peaks were glossy from my mouth, red and swollen from my ministrations.
There was a pleading tone in her voice, and I groaned, “I know what my woman wants.” In the next instant I gripped each side of her bodice and tore her dress clean from her lithe form.
“Fen!” she cried out, her breasts shaking slightly from the rough motion of me tearing her clothes from her body.
I was a beast in that moment, too crazed for her to stop from ripping the gown completely away. And when it lay in tatters on either side of her, all I could do was stare at her golden flesh revealed. “I have to taste you, sweetness.” The words were low and mainly said to myself, but her moan told me she was ready for whatever I gave her.
I let my gaze roam over her breasts once more, then lower to her flat belly, to the little indent of her navel, along her curvy hips, and stopped at the latch of dark curls at the top of her pussy. I could see how wet she was, her lips slightly swollen and reddened from her desire, her dampness making my mouth water.
Something snapped in me, and I was between her thighs before I could go slow. Her scent slammed into me, and I inhaled deeply, feeling my nostrils flare at how good she smelled, at how much I wanted her.
“Fen,” she said with an uneasy tone, and I looked up the length of her body to see her watching me with wide, hesitant eyes.
“I’ll go slow, be easy.” I slid my hands along her legs. “I’ll take care of you. Always.” I didn’t move until she licked her lips and nodded; then she finally rested back on the furs.
I waited a second until she relaxed further, then let my gaze zero back in on her pussy. Gods, she was pretty down here, all pink, soft flesh, her arousal like an addicting honey I couldn't wait to savor. I rubbed the side of my face along her inner thighs, closing my eyes and marveling at how soft she was. Such a contrast to me.
I could hear how frantic her breathing was and hated that she was so nervous. But I also knew she was virgin, her innocence pouring from her. Her little pussy hole looked so fucking tight, and the nectar slipped from her and slid down that gentle crease of her ass to wet the furs beneath her.
“Mine,” I whispered and slid my lips along the flesh of her thigh, moving closer to the sweetest spot on her body. When she tensed, I murmured, “Shhh,” and let my tongue flick along the curve of one of her pussy lips, tasting her, a harsh sound of lust leaving me. “I can’t help myself,” I said right before I opened my mouth and covered her slit with my mouth, grunting at how fucking hot and wet she was.
I dug my fingertips into her flesh, holding her open as I devoured her. I couldn't stop the groan that left me, couldn't stop the way my eyes rolled back in my head, or how I thrust against the furs to ease the ache in my cock and balls.
“Fen!” she cried out and started grinding her cunt against my face, and I knew she was close. “Oh. Ohhh.”
I licked and sucked at her soaked, soft flesh, dragged my tongue up to her clit, and sucked on the little nub. She cried out especially hard at that, and I paid extra attention to her clit at the same time she really started grinding her pussy against my mouth, seeking her orgasm.
“Yes,” she mewled. “Yes. Gods, I’m so close. I’m so close.”
I slid one hand up her leg, over her belly, along her breasts, and traced the edge of her jaw. I lifted my eyes so I could watch as I traced the line of her lips, her mouth parted, her breath warm against my fingertips.
“Thrust that pussy against me.” Her mouth opened even more at my obscene, crass words, and I shoved my fingers into her mouth, making her taste her nectar on them, loving when she licked at my fingers before sucking on them.
I sucked on her clit harder and growled, letting those vibrations settle right in that spot. I felt her tense, loved the way she cried out as she came, and the whole time I didn’t stop sucking on her. I felt a gush of wetness as her orgasm claimed her and couldn't help myself from latching my mouth over her pussy hole and sucking at it, swallowing her flavor, needing more of it. I rubbed my face against her silky pussy, wanting her juices covering me, wanting her scent to be the only thing I ever smelled.