I groan against her pussy. “I’ve been thinking about this cunt for days,” I confess, voice rough. “You’ve been messing with my head, baby.”
Then I drag my tongue slowly up her slit, licking her from entrance to clit. She bucks hard against the wall, crying out my name, fingers threading tightly through my hair.
I don’t hold back.
I devour her, licking, sucking, fucking her with my tongue like a man possessed. I suck her swollen clit into my mouth, flicking it mercilessly while sliding two fingers deep inside her tight heat. She’s soaking, dripping down my chin, and the wet, obscene sounds of me eating her out fill the room.
“Oh God—” she moans loudly.
I pull back just enough to growl against her dripping pussy, “Not God, baby. It's me eating you out.”
I curl my fingers harder, sucking her clit in rhythm until she’s shaking, thighs trembling around my head.
“Nico—!” she cries out, voice breaking. “Fuck, Nico?—”
She comes hard, screaming my name loud enough that I’m sure half the house can hear her. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers, gushing all over my tongue and chin as she rides my face through her orgasm.
I don’t stop. I lap up every drop, groaning against her like she’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted, until she’s a trembling, whimpering mess.
I rise to my feet, keeping one arm wrapped around her waist so she doesn’t collapse. Her legs are shaking so badly, breath coming in shaky little pants as she slowly comes down from her high.
I lean in and kiss her neck, tasting the salt of her skin. She shivers against me.
“I don't think we should do this…” she whispers, voice hoarse.
I smile against her throat and kiss her again, higher this time. “Why?”
“We can’t do this.”
Another kiss, this one with a hint of teeth. “Why?”
“I can’t sleep with you.”
“Baby, I think you've got it confused, we won't be doing much of sleeping.”
I trail my lips lower, sucking lightly on her pulse point.
Her breath hitches. “You know what I mean.”
“You still haven’t told me why.”
She exhales shakily. “Because… the moment I sleep with you, I’ll be ruined for another man. Damaged goods. That’s how our world works. You know it.”
I pause, a flicker of irritation cutting through the lust. She’s thinking aboutother menright now? While my mouth was just buried in her pussy and she was screaming my name?
I pull back just enough to look at her, my hand sliding back between her thighs, fingers gliding through her soaked folds.
“Let’s get one thing straight. You’re not going to be with another man. Ever. You’remine. If anyone’s ruining you, it’s me, and I’m ruining you for myself. No other man will ever touch you. The ones who try will die wishing they hadn’t.”
Her breath hitches. “What does that mean?”
“It means exactly what I said.” I push two fingers back inside her, curling them slowly. She gasps, hips jerking against my hand. “So… do you still want me to stop?”
She shakes her head frantically, a soft whimper escaping her.
“Use your words, baby.”
“No,” she breathes, voice breaking. “No, I don’t want you to stop.”
