Page 105 of Sinful Lord

“Yes.”

“Good.”

My pounding heart relaxes as I lower myself towards the pussy that just made me cum harder than I ever have before. On my way down, I pass the dried cum that stains her stomach and chest.

Fuck. I’ve never unloaded this much. But it’s no surprise. Melina was tight. So fucking tight it almost hurt.

Every time I looked down at her face and realized I was finally fucking the Kilpatrick princess, I wanted to burst. Somehow, I managed to hold out until she came first.

It was harder than I could have imagined. But it was worth every second.

Now, it’s time for me to clean her up.

“Relax, angel,” I tell her. “I’ll take over from here.”

First, I kiss the inside of Melina’s bloody thigh, just to prepare her for what’s to come. When a satisfied sighs escapes her lips, I know I can go further.

With a deep breath, I start to lick up the mess I made.

“Tytus, I—” her hands lift to grab my hair, but I gently swat them away.

“We’ll clean the cum off you in the shower, but you won’t ever bleed virgin blood again. This is something that only happens once in a lifetime.”

“You… You’ve never been with a virgin before?” Melina cautiously questions.

“What I’ve done in the past doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I’ll never be with another virgin.”

I can hardly believe the words as they leave my mouth, yet they feel so true. So right.

Am I losing my mind, or was the sex just that good?

“What does that mean?” Melina asks.

I can feel her trying to make sense of what I just said as I continue to lap up her sweet discharge.

“It means there’s only one person I ever want to fuck again. You.”

Laying my tongue flat against her skin, I paint a streak through the crimson aftermath.

Melina gasps. But she doesn’t resist.

I continue until there’s hardly anything left.

“Now, let’s have another shower, huh?”

Standing up, I take a moment to stare down at the fallen angel lying before me. Even covered in my cum and stained with lingering spots of scarlet, she glows like a heavenly creature.

Surprisingly, I don’t feel guilt for what I’ve done. And I quickly understand why.

What we just did wasn’t part of my plan. It was too sincere. If the whole thing was just an act of manipulation, I would have finished inside of her.

Instead, I only wanted to please her. I needed to worship her. Melina’s first time had to be perfect. And I think I made it special, if only because I forget about everything else in the world except for her.

“You have some blood on you,” Melina notes as she gingerly pushes herself up onto her elbows.

I look down at my cock. It’s still half swollen. Streaks of drying blood curve over the veins.

“You’re right,” I shrug. “Collateral damage.”