I was ravenous as I swooped down over her. Our mouths crashed together, lips and tongues clashing, hungry like I hadn’t eaten in days. I trailed kisses down her neck, biting at her heated skin. My hands slid along her thighs, caressing and parting them to make room for myself. I unzipped her leather outfit, right between her legs, and her pussy was ready for me, wet and glistening.
“She’s ready for me, huh? Pussy soaking already...” I groaned against her clit.
“Konflict...” she whimpered when my tongue parted her lips and licked her deeper.
I latched onto her clit, sucking as if it was my last meal. She tasted fucking addictive, salty and sweet. Her hips bucked, but I held her, tongue working slow then fast, teasing every inch of her. I licked from the bottom of her slit up to the top, again and again, matching her moans. Her breathing grew ragged, her cries louder, my mouth sealed to her, tongue fucking her until she trembled.
“Ah… Konflict… Fuck, baby...” She moaned—half scream, half plea—my favorite sound in the world. She called my name and I knew I’d never get tired of hearing it.
“Have I ever told you how fucking good this pussy tastes, baby?” I muttered, breath warm against her. “I swear to God, I want to respect you tonight, because you deserve to feel how much I want to cherish this body… but damn, this pussy’smaking me want to be disrespectful as fuck.” I dragged the zipper up, freeing her belly, her tits, nothing hidden and every inch of her mine.
My lips claimed her breasts, hands pressing her tits together, sucking one nipple then the other, while my tongue drew tight circles over her skin. I sucked and tugged, making her arch her back.
“Fuck… Konflict… Respectfully, disrespect the fuck out of me right fucking now,” she growled, threading her hands into my hair and dragging my head down harder.
“Dans ce cas, donne moi ma fontaine de jouissance, bébé. Gicle pour moi.” I growled against her pussy. “I’m thirsty. So feed me your juices.”
“Fuck,” she moaned.
I slid down and buried my mouth again in her dripping pussy, tasting her, hungry for everything she had to give. I didn’t want to use toys tonight. I wanted to make her come with just my mouth, my fingers, and my dick. I wanted her to come for me, to know it was always me she needed. I licked, and licked, and licked then sucked, and sucked and sucked, swallowing every drop. My tongue dipped inside her, slow at first, then deeper, pushing past her folds until her thighs snapped around my head.
She started to sob, her whole body convulsing as her juices flooded my mouth and soaked my chin—I drank it all, greedily. I kept going, kept taking, kept demanding more, licking her through every aftershock, determined to drain her dry.
“Yes... this pussy still has more for me. Feed me, baby.” My voice was rough and vibrated against her, muffled by her skin.
“Fuck... I can’t take it anymore,” she cried, her voice breaking.
“That’s not my problem, baby. I was taught to finish my meals, and I don’t give a fuck if you’re gasping for mercy. I’m not stopping until I’ve taken every drop from this pussy.”
“Oh God,” she sobbed, her whole body convulsing.
I kept going until she started to come undone, her pussy releasing more juices. My mouth greedily sucked up every drop that spilled from her pussy. I licked her clean, tracing along her folds, thirsty for everything she gave me, not wasting a single drop. Then I sat up, stripping away the last of her outfit.
“I want you so bad, but first I’m gonna make love to you slowly, so you know how precious you are to me.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down into a feverish kiss.
“Please hurry up, baby. I can’t wait another fucking second. I want to feel you inside, Konflict.”
“Hmmm... So needy,” I growled against her lips.
My dick was hard as steel for her, poised right at her entrance, aching to be where it belonged. I slid myself along her slit, letting her feel every inch without giving her what she wanted yet. I moved in lazy, rolling waves, dragging the moment out because I needed her to feel me; to understand how bad I wanted her. My right hand wandered over her stomach, caressing her soft skin with a tenderness that didn’t match the hunger tearing through me, while my other hand found her neck. I gripped her gently, just enough to guide her face toward mine until my lips hovered at her ear.
“Prends-moi en toi, Serenity,Take me inside you, baby.”
My hand slipped between her thighs, lifting her leg and I pressed against her entrance, not pushing in yet. I wanted her desperate and craving me as much as I craved her.
“Take me inside. Let me make love to you, baby. I want to lose myself in you, love your body with mine,” I whispered, my teeth marking her neck with a dark hickey.
Serenity trembled as her hand found my dick, guiding it inside slowly, inch by inch.
“Konflict…” she moaned into my mouth.
My heart pounded and I kissed her hard, almost afraid I’dbreak her with the force of my desire. Her walls stretched to take all of me. When I was fully buried, I stopped and stared into her eyes.
“You okay?” I asked softly. I needed her to feel good. Those tears from earlier fucked me up. I never wanted to be the reason for her pain again.
“Yes,” she whispered, voice dazed.
