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“Remi, wait, slow down, I… I’ll take a bath first…” Shame washed over me, finally. “Dirty… it might be dirty…”

When he kissed my left inner thigh, I whimpered. It was strange feeling to have someone else so close to me.

“Dirty? Oh, Mina… everything about you is dirty.” He lifted my leg, pressed his lips to my hip, and worked his way along my thigh to knee. “Your words, your actions, even your soul. All of it’s dirty and mine alone. You can show the world your damn clean side, but…”

He gently lowered my leg back on the bed, leaning in close until his lips grazed my clit. His hot breath sent a shiver straight through me, making my thighs press together involuntarily. He lifted his gaze, holding my eyes as he slowly dragged his tongue over my mound.

“This is mine.” His tongue wandered around my outer lips slowly. “Only mine. You’re mine.”

He kept muttering as if casting a spell, but I was far from answering. Giving tiny kisses to my vaginal area, he whispered. “Mine, mine, mine, you’re mine…” With each repetition, his voice grew hoarser, my chest tighter. When his wet tongue met my sensitive clit, I tilted my head back, my shoulders shuddering.

“Remi…”

What was happening right now? Why was this happening? I had my doubts. I needed to think, to find myself. But I was so exhausted, so deeply worn out. I just wanted to stop thinking altogether and have someone love me. Because I couldn’t. I couldn’t touch my own skin with the same devotion Remi held for it. I needed him to feel alive. I had to satisfy my starving soul with his endless obsession.

What a glorious witch I was.

I looked down to watch him. His jaw and Adam’s apple was moving up and down, his sharp cheekbones hardening with each opening… He was eating me with such appetite that I trembled with pleasure, my back arched on its own, my hips eagerly lifting to meet his mouth. My cheeks were burning, I couldn’t think about anything else. I have only the desperate need to grind against his face. I wrapped my legs around his back, placed both of my hands on his hair and pushed him down, urging him deeper.

Seeing this, Raymond smirked. His jaw moved quicker, sucking my clit non-stop. The more I pressed his head down, the faster he went. Tugging at his hair roots, I tried to control him, but he knew what he was doing.

“Remi…” I reflexively began caressing my breasts, but he pulled her hands away and took them into his own. At his touch, I trembled again. My wrist fell weakly onto the sheet, clutching. I didn’t know where to put my hands; his fingers were roaming all over my skin, leaving no space for mine. A moment later, they moved away from my breasts, now inside me.

“Hmm…” I was about to melt, but he pulled out and sucked each finger one by one. Bent down, he trailed his tongue from my mound to my navel. “What’s it? Tell me.”

Between my faint breaths, I murmured. “Feels… good.”

At my answer, he pressed his lips to my mound. As he slid his fingers back inside me, he peppered quick, burning kisses along my leg, lingering to pull my skin between his lips. Starting at my pelvis, he kissed a slow trail upward until he reached my breasts.

His movements were so slow, so warm, so reverent I tried to figure out what was so beautiful about my body. Everything was so sacred, almost like a ritual. My mind went blank, my breaths grew heavy, my vision blurred. Every nerve in my body seemed to come alive again at his touch. My waist rose and fell, responding to his devoted lips.

“Remi…” I was so unprepared for all of this. My eyes began to fill with pleasure, I felt a few tears fall. I wasn’t sure what state I was in, unable to even find the strength to close my open mouth. Raymond slid up to face me and kissed my burning cheeks, then stuck out his tongue and moved it up to my eyes. He slowly licked my tears as I trembled with another pang of desire.

He was standing above me was so handsome, so unreal, looking at me so intently I could have gone mad. My feelings were so raw I felt like I had no choice but to go mad. He bent over my clit again, pressing his lips there one last time and slowly devouring it. And I came, certain I lost all my sanity, all my control. Not only of my body, but of everything about myself.

And for the first time, losing control didn’t make me feel vulnerable.

“Your taste is so beautiful. You’re so beautiful. More beautiful than I imagined. You can’t be… I can’t be… fuck, you’re so beautiful…” My body stirred as he began to suckle at my breasts.

“No…” I murmured in one last weak attempt, though I was barely coherent. “I came here to help you… you’re in a bad state, aren’t you?”

I felt almost cold the moment his lips left my skin. I wanted him to stay right there, keeping me warm forever.

“I’m always in a bad state.” Bracing his arms on either side of me as he leaned over, he looked down with a lazy grin, and despite having just came, I felt the heat spreading through my center all over again. “And if I go inside you, I won’t stop.”

At his husky whisper, I averted my eyes, but he tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his eyes.

“We won’t.” he breathed. “But before that…” He worked his way back down between my legs. Pressing a lingering kiss to my kneecaps, he traced his way toward my clit once more. “I want to watch you lose yourself again.”

“I didn’t…” I muttered, yet that infuriating smirk never left his face.

“Then I’ll keep working until you do, my love.”

I licked my lips. Damn. This was the most beautiful image I had ever seen in my life. The most dreamy person in the world was between my legs, his bloody lips completely covered with my fluid, soaked and stained…

Everything about you is dirty.

On a sudden impulse, I caught him by the back of his neck and pulled him closer, wrapping my arms around him. He responded me, and I just wanted to swallow those lips. As I tasted myself, my body trembled again. My own filth was satisfying him, he had told me it was his. I belonged to someone wonderful like him, with everything I was, with all my ugliness… As I kissed those bloodied lips, it felt like I was kissing a part of myself; finally forgiving her, finally accepting her.