She bucked against my hand as I fucked her with my fingers. I refused to stop. Her orgasm was so glorious I simply needed to see it again.
She clung to me, moaning my name over and over, and then she came so hard a guttural growl tore from within her.
Pride filled my chest.
Catalina pushed against me, panting. "N-no m-more?—"
"You can say no to a lot of things, but orgasms aren't one of them, and I'm not done with giving them to you."
I pulled her back from the wall just slightly, grabbed her ass, and lifted her until her legs were spread over my shoulders.
She gasped. "W-what?—"
I licked her pussy.
She shuddered so hard her tremors vibrated on my tongue. She tried to push my head away, but I pushed her back against the wall, keeping her pinned between it and my mouth. Then I licked her again.
She moaned, squirmed, and I kept licking her. I growled at her taste. She was decadent, divine, and I was enslaved to her. She was my mistress, my queen, my goddess, and I worshipped her.
I ate her like a starving man. Thrust my tongue inside her, felt her walls contract as more of her wetness gushed into my mouth. The moment she lost her shyness and ground against my face nearly made me come.
I gripped her ass, kneading her cheeks as I fucked her with my tongue. I rolled it, slid it in and out of her, until she cried out. Then I licked from her pussy to her clit and bit it.
She jerked her hips, and I bit her clit once more, before sucking it into my mouth. I swirled my tongue over it, and she went wild, fisting my hair, trying to bury my face into her pussy.
Shifting her weight to one of my arms, I used my other hand to slide two fingers into her cunt while I sucked and licked her.
She'd completely surrendered to her pleasure, but I wanted more. I wanted to own her every sense, every thought. I wanted her to be enraptured in this, inme.
I pulled my head back. "Cross your ankles behind my head."
"W-why?"
"Because I want you to use me."
"B-but you won't be able to b-breathe that way."
"If suffocation by your pussy is how I'm going to go, it'll be a damn good death."
"Marco!"
I kissed her thigh, and she shivered against me. "Just trust me, Lina."
She finally did as I asked, and I smirked.
"Good girl. Now, whatever you need, I want you to take it."
"What—"
I licked her pussy again, folded my tongue, and slid it in and out of her wildly. She arched her back, and now that her ankles were crossed behind my head, and I had her pinned against the wall, I could grab her breasts.
She cried out, bucking against my face as I squeezed her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers.
Her hips jerked as she moved faster, riding my tongue. The way she showed me what she liked, took control of her own pleasure, had pre-cum leaking from the tip of my cock. It was pure perfection.
I kept fucking her with my tongue, over and over, faster, as I used my nose to rub her clit. Her body trembled, legs shook, and then she came, screaming for me.
It was the sweetest sound, and I growled as her taste flooded my face, covering my lips. Her wetness leaked down her thighs and under my chin as she squirted for me, and I couldn't wait anymore.
