Every inch of her mine.
Then I lowered my mouth back to her dripping cunt.
Gods.
Her taste exploded across my tongue like divine punishment.
I licked her deeply, broad hard strokes reaching farther each time so I could drag my tongue across her clit with every pass.
Her thighs trembled violently.
Need built rapidly inside me too.
The urge to please her.
To claim her.
Worship her completely.
I lifted my head briefly.
“Tell me,” I growled.
“Fuck,” she whimpered brokenly. “It feels so good.”
“When I lick you where?”
I deliberately slowed my pace.
Cruel perhaps.
Necessary absolutely.
“There,” she gasped when my tongue flicked directly over her clit.
“Oh gods—fuck—there! Everywhere! Menon please, yes, do that.”
Her honesty nearly made me groan aloud.
“And this?” I murmured before teasing my tongue slowly around her forbidden hole.
She cried out instantly.
“I know it’s dirty,” she confessed breathlessly. “But that feels so good.”
Mine.
Completely mine.
I stroked my cock slowly while using the leaking precum to slick my fingers before teasing them carefully against her entrance.
More arousal dripped down her thighs.
We truly should have gone inside already.
But I needed her unraveling first.
Needed to hear her pleasure.
