Well, too fucking bad.
Her pussy belongs to me.
I pounce on her, my weight pinning her to the mattress.
“Tell me that you want me to taste your cunt, Maya,” I command, hovering over her.
The tips of her ears glow a furious red.
“Tell. Me,” I growl, fisting her hair.
Finally, she forces the words out.“Eat my cunt… there. Are you hap—”
Her words cut into a shriek as I rip her pajama bottoms and panties down her legs. I spread her legs wide to reveal the prettiest pussy in the entire world.
Getting this rock-hard without a single drop of Viagra in my system is an intoxicating rush I am still getting used to. My dick throbs against my trousers.
Her pussy is perfect. Pink, completely hairless, and one of her inner labia juts out slightly more than the other, giving her mound a pouty look. I want to kiss that pout.
I am hyperventilating, drool pooling in my mouth.
“Please…” she whispers, trying to cover her cunt with her hands.“I’m shy, Graham. Stop looking.”
I pin her hands above her head and lean down to rub my beard over her pussy lips.
The man I was before meeting her would have gagged at the mere notion of this.
But her?
I am hyper-fixated.
As I press closer, a scowl twists my features. I don’t smell her juices. Instead, the scent of cherry lotion fills my nose.
With a growl, I stick out my tongue and take a hard lick, my scowl deepening when I don’t fucking taste her. I taste synthetic cherries from some lotion.
What the fuck?
I spit the taste from my tongue, glaring at her. Maya immediately slams her hands over her face, her voice muffled and mortified.“Oh my god… don’t tell me you’re one of those guys who are shocked that a human organ tastes like a human organ!”
“Quite the opposite, Maya,” I grumble.
I scoop her into my arms as she squirms and fights against my chest. I am pissed off because she tried to cover up the natural, beautiful taste of her body. I don’t want to taste lotion. I want to taste her.
I carry her into the master bathroom, turning on the shower. I step into the stall with her, holding her securely under the warm stream while I wash the lotion off her pussy with my fingers.
“Oh my god, this is so embarrassing. Kill me now,” she groans, looking up at the ceiling as if begging the heavens for patience.
“This is all your fault. What part of‘I want to eat your cunt’made you think I wanted to lick lotion off your pretty pussy, Maya?” I hiss.
“Graham, why won’t you just shut up?!” she fires back.
Usually, anyone talking back to me like that would push me into a killing spree.
But fuck… with her, it just makes me want to laugh.
It makes me feelalive.
I carry her dripping body back to the bedroom, throwing her onto the mattress. Her wet legs soak the silk sheets beneath her.
