I alternated to the other breast, sucked, licked, and nipped until both of her nipples were wet and hard for me. Her little pleas for more had my balls drawing up, my cock hardening further until I hissed in pain at the throbbing in my groin.
Giving her nipples a little kiss, I moved back up her body and claimed her mouth. I ran my tongue along her bottom lip before plunging it in the hot, sweet depths. I fucked her there, mimicking the act I’d soon be doing between her thighs.
“More,” she begged, clutching at me, and I moved my hand between our bodies and placed it right between her thighs.
“Mine,” I said without being able to stop myself as I added pressure right over her hot, wet cunt. I slid my finger through her cleft, her pussy so soaked for me that my movements were fluid, the juicy sounds of what my fingers did to her ringing in my ears.
I pulled back and looked at her, keeping my hand on her pussy, stroking her clit while I stared into her eyes. “From the moment I saw you, I knew I had to make you mine. I knew I could never be happy with anyone else, that I’d never feel this intense chemistry and these emotions with another soul.” I kissed her again, and she held onto my arms, her nails digging into my flesh. She lifted her hips, causing my hand to press harder against her, and I cursed low.
She writhed for me, and all I could think of was one thing.
She’s mine.
“I want to taste you,” I murmured against her lips. “Will you let me, baby? Will you let me slide my tongue through that honey and swallow it?”
She moaned and nodded.
“Has anyone ever touched you there, like that? Has anyone ever kissed your pussy, Flora?”
“No,” she moaned and thrashed her head back and forth on the pillow as I started to move down her body to the area where I knew she ached the most.
“Then spread your legs real wide for me, pretty girl. Let me see all of you.”
She did what I asked so nicely, so sweetly, that before I knew it, I was staring right between her thighs at her perfect, pink, wet pussy. My cock jerked again, pre-cum leaking from the tip so much that it was dripping and sliding along the underside of my shaft. I gripped the length and used the seed as lubricant, gnashing my teeth as ecstasy slammed into me.
I leaned down and closed my eyes as I inhaled the sweet yet musky scent of her arousal, groaning because I’d never smelled anything so fucking addicting before. I opened my eyes and ran my tongue first along her left inner thigh, then moved to the other side, tasting her, reading her. Tormenting her. I wanted to taste every inch of her, memorize it until I couldn’t even think straight.
“Baby,” I groaned against her flesh.
She had her hands in my hair a second later and tugged at the strands forcefully. I hissed, loving it. I squeezed her inner thighs and moaned at how soft and warm her flesh was. No more torturing either of us.
I latched my mouth right over her pussy and sucked. The lips were swollen from her arousal, her pussy so wet I knew my lips and chin would be soaked from her nectar. I suckled her for long seconds, not wanting to stop the flow of ambrosia that was covering my mouth and spilling down my throat.
My cock throbbed, my balls aching and feeling full of cum. I reached between my legs and rubbed my cock, needing some friction, stroking the fucker from root to tip.
“Please.”
A guttural groan left me, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I ate her out like my life depended on it. And it does. I’ll die if I don’t do this, if I don’t make her come.
The sweet, musky smell and flavor of her exploded on my tongue, and I lapped it up with more fervor. I licked and sucked at her flesh harder, with more desperation. The sounds she made, the way she writhed for me, ground her pussy against my mouth, drove me insane.
I leaned back but only enough that I could place my thumbs on her pussy lips and pull them apart, staring at all that pink perfection. Then I leaned back in and flattened my tongue as I slowly dragged it up her slit. My eyes rolled back in my head at how good this felt.
I sucked her clit into my mouth at the same time I teased a finger into her clenching body. Her pussy instantly gripped the digit in a rhythmic pull, making me grunt in pleasure. She was so damn responsive to me.
“So good,” I murmured against her, unable to stop myself. I sucked on the hard bundle of nerves at the top of her mound, wanting—needing—her to come.