Sins of Sevin

His strong hands gripped the material of my shirt as he kissed over my breasts. Fumbling with the buttons, he grew impatient and ripped my blouse open. He unclasped my bra then threw it into the back of the truck behind me.

Sevin spoke over my skin, in between licking and sucking my breasts. “You have no idea how hard it was not to touch you that night in my room. I don’t have any resistance left in me.” Pushing my breasts together, he squeezed them and licked slowly down the middle before nipping on my nipple.

No man had ever touched me like that before. To have my first experience be so rough and primal was unexpected. He worked my body like he owned me. I didn’t want it to cease for even a second. Any guilt became completely overshadowed by need. My conscience was no longer powerful enough to stop this from happening.

Sevin kissed me harder before kneeling down on the wet grass to pull down my skirt. More wetness trickled down my inner thighs. He slipped his fingers into the sides of my underwear and took his time sliding them down my legs. A deep breath released from me when I felt him slip two of his fingers inside of me.

“Does that feel good?” he asked as he finger fucked me.

“Yes,” I breathed.

Moving his hand in and out, he looked into my eyes.

“You want me to do it harder?”

“Uh-huh.”

His fingers were deep inside of me while his thumb circled my clit.

He stood up. “Touch me, Evangeline.”

“Where?”

“Wherever you want.”

Rubbing my palm along his jeans, I felt his hot erection bursting through the seams.

“You feel that?”

“Yes.”

“I’ve never been this hard in my life.”

I rubbed my hand up and down over his crotch while he fingered me. I could feel him throbbing through the material. When he pulled his fingers out, he licked them slowly, never taking his eyes off me. The muscles in between my legs clenched at the sight of that.

“I’ve been waiting so long to taste you. I dreamt about this on the very first day we met.”

“What do I taste like?”

Instead of answering me, he pulled me into a kiss, thrashing his tongue against mine and allowing me to taste myself. I couldn’t get enough as I pulled his hair. While he was still fully clothed, we continued to kiss as I stood completely bare against him in the middle of the field.

When he stopped the kiss, he slid his hand down the length of my body and began to slowly run it over my mound.

“I can’t believe you shave it. I nearly died when I was drawing you. So amazingly hot. I could eat you up.”

“You could, or you will?”

“I’m about to.”

He suddenly knelt down. I gasped when I felt Sevin’s wet mouth between my legs. It was a feeling so unbelievably foreign in an amazing way. Grabbing the back of his head, I pushed him into my swollen clit, guiding his movements.

“That’s it. Move my face however you want. Show me how you want me to fuck you with my mouth.”

With every dirty word that escaped him, the muscles between my legs pulsated against him. His moaning vibrated through me. My own sounds seemed to egg him on as he devoured me faster and harder. I’d given myself orgasms before, but I never imagined that the build up to one could feel this good. Nothing had ever felt as good as his wet tongue pressing against my folds.

He couldn’t seem to get enough of me. He abruptly stopped and crawled up onto the back of the truck with the finesse of a tiger, pulling me up with him. He lay down on his back and positioned my body over his mouth. “Ride my face.”

My sex throbbed at his words. Hesitant to take control, I didn’t move.

He grabbed my hips and guided them over his mouth as he devoured me. With my weight on top of him, the sensations were even more powerful. It didn’t take long before my muscles began to contract. He felt it.

“Let go. Come against my mouth, Evangeline. I want to taste it.”

I was so wet. He massaged his tongue into my throbbing clit harder. My orgasm came on suddenly and fierce. My hips were bucking, my body writhing over his mouth. His tongue lapped harder. He kept his lips on me until he knew I’d completely calmed down from it. Then, he softly twirled his tongue over my sex and kissed it until the quivering stopped. “I want to do that to you again,” he said, his soft voice vibrating between my legs. Even though I’d just come, it felt like I needed to come again.

He slid me off of him and scooted up, pulling my mouth into his. His lips were covered in my come, and it turned me on to no end.

“I want to taste you, too.”

“You will, but I need to be inside of you before I explode.”

He flipped me around, pinning me down under him with one arm on each side of me. He looked into my eyes before lowering himself to kiss me again. My tongue searched desperately for his as I pulled on his wet hair. Licking, tasting, needing more, never enough. He suddenly stopped. “Look at me. Tell me you want this for real. Because once I’m inside you, I don’t know if I could stop.”

“I’m scared, but I want it so badly.”

“It’s gonna hurt at first.”

“I know.”

“I’m gonna go slow. You’re gonna guide me in. Alright?”

“Okay.”

“Tell me if it gets to be too much.”

“I will.”

“Don’t be nervous. I love you, Evangeline. I won’t do anything to hurt you. I promise. I just want to show you with my body how much I love you.”