She considers it for a moment before nodding once, expectation blooming in her expression.
“What do I get if I make it there before you?”
“I’ll make do on my promise and make you come with my mouth, then my fingers, before I finally fuck you hard with my cock.”
A shiver rolls through her with those words, her cheeks flushing.
“And if you catch me?”
“I’ll spank your ass raw and you don’t get my mouth,” I inform her, although that really sounds like a punishment for myself.
I’m dying to get my tongue inside of her.
“Fine,” she murmurs, “Play fair, Rafaelle.”
She turns towards the door with a smirk on her face, wrenching the door open and escaping.
My muscles tense and ripple at the promise of a hunt. Blood rushes to my limbs and down to my cock. I stay put, my gaze remaining locked on the door she just left through. Like I promised, I wait a couple of seconds before rising to my feet.
Before leaving the room, I pick up her discarded bra and ripped panties. Tucking the latter into the pockets of my pants.
I take my time striding up the stairs, the journey to my bedroom seemingly infinitely long.
When I arrive at the door, I push it open to reveal a goddess standing in the middle of the room. And she’s naked. Her skin glistening, highlighting the generous slope of her breasts and her taut nipples. My gaze goes further down to her shaved pussy and a growl is wrenched for my throat.
“Fucking hell, little siren.”
I practically attack her, pushing her back onto the bed. I glide my hand over the slope of her breasts, and it’s intoxicating having her like this, beneath me.
“Where’s my reward?” she breathes heavily.
“So greedy,” I murmur, placing a light kiss on her nipples that has her clenching her legs together. I kiss my way down her body, soft, light kisses until I settle between her legs. “So impatient.”
I slap her legs apart, enjoying the sound of her groan as I lick the inside of her thigh. My first taste of her leaves her trembling and has me fighting not to detonate in my pants.
Liliana squirms, turning her head to the sides and clutching the sheets as I feast on her. I swipe my tongue along her folds, all the way to the slit, feeling her shudder. As she trembles, I flick my tongue against her clit, once, twice. Then I suck and toy with it until her back arches of the bed, her cry one of desperation and destruction.
“Oh fuck,” she groans, her hand landing on my hair, gripping on for dear life as her hips jerk and her arousal coats my tongue.
She tastes fucking amazing.
Liliana’s barely come down from the orgasm when I thrust my finger inside of her, wrenching a deep moan.
“Round two, little siren,” I drawl.
The pressure on my hair tightens. The sounds she makes are the most beautiful things I’ve ever in the world. I want to bottle that shit up and keep it with me at all times.
Her hips jerk up and down seeking more friction. I set a rhythm that has her squirming and hissing beneath me. I want to see her face when she comes again so I wrench myself upward, licking my lips to show her just how much I fucking enjoyed the taste of her.
“Rafaelle,” she moans, her hands balled into fists.
“I know, baby,” I whisper, leaning down to place a sweet kiss against her lips.
I add another finger inside of her that has her gasping against my mouth.
“From now on, I’m the only one you get wet for. I’m the only one that gets to do this,” I punctuate my words with a hard thrust, my fingers going deeper into her tight wet heat.
“Tell me you understand that,” I state, increasing the pace of my thrusts.
