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I chuckle when I feel her clit give another pulse of pleasure.
“What’s so funny?” she moans.
I look up to find her staring down at me, her forehead flecked with beads of sweat, her eyes wide and curious.
“You said you’d never had an orgasm before, my horny fucking princess, but I can feel how close you are.”
She squirms as if she can’t bear to sit still as if she’s trying to rub her pussy against the couch cushions because I’ve stopped licking her.
“Look at you,” I smirk. “You’re fucking hungry for it, aren’t you?”
“Hmm.”
She nods frantically.
“Say it,” I snarl. “Beg me to lick your perfect virgin hole. Beg me. Now.”
She bites her lip and for a moment I wonder if I’ve gone too far. It’s one thing for her to give herself over to the throbbing pleasure, but another for her to put herself forward sexually like that.
But then she lets go of her lip.
“Please, Rider,” she whimpers. “Please keep licking me. It feels so freaking good. It feels so tingly.”
“Good girl,” I growl, smoothing my hands around her hips and squeezing onto her ass cheeks.
She gasps as I roughly pull her closer, eager for another taste of her soaked virgin slit.
Chapter Eleven
Ruby
His tongue feels like it’s on fire as he drags it against my sex, moving the tip to my clit and flicking it quickly. His hands bury deeper and deeper into my ass cheeks, his deep growling groans telling me he’s somehow getting as much pleasure from this as I am.
I twitch and squirm against him, my anxiety starting to drift away as the irrepressible heat between my legs burns through me, my hole getting even more sensitive, my lips pulsing like they’re going to freaking explode or something.
Everything is hot and close and primed.
“That’s it, you horny fucking thing,” he growls. “Keep pumping those hips for me.”
I didn’t even realize I was doing it until he said so.
But he’s right.
My hands are buried in the couch cushions and I’m shifting my hips back and forth, over and over to keep time with the pace of his tongue strokes. I gasp as he gets quicker, as his hands make even deeper impressions in my ass.
My skin feels sore from his touch, but good sore, like he’s imprinting his handprints on me so he can claim me forever.
His words buzz around my mind as I get closer and closer to a shivering release, a release I’ve never felt before…
Am I wrong? Am I getting closer?
It feels like I am, with the tension mounting in my core, with the pressure thrumming in each passing of his dominator’s tongue.
I own you, he said. You belong to me. Your womb is mine.
“Ah,” I whimper when my hole gives a new and intense pulse, something I’ve never felt before.
It’s like there’s something fluttering through me, beating wings of lust that send flurries coursing through my whole body. I squeeze my legs together around his head, acting on instinct, my womb driving my movements from deep inside of me.
“That’s it,” he snarls, his breath painting my pussy. “Show me how much you fucking want it.”
“Oh, please… please…”
“Please what?” he snarls.
“Don’t stop. Don’t—fucking—stop…”
He snarls and presses his mouth against my pussy, opening it wide so his upper lip pushes against my clit and his lower lip grazes my hole. His tongue goes into overdrive, flicking up and down my lips, pressing against my clit over and over until I can hardly see.
My vision blurs and my legs begin to tremble.
This is so new, something I’ve never felt before.
It’s like my pussy is about to explode and send starry fragments smashing through me.
I gasp as my body begins to vibrate uncontrollably, wave after wave of pleasure moving through me. My clit pulses again and again, and suddenly it’s like I’m floating on the end of his tongue, lost in a world of complete euphoria.
My whole body is blazing, my skin alight, everything throbbing, and as my clit becomes more sensitive than I’ve ever felt it before. I don’t know how to handle it as I gasp and writhe against him, grinding my sex against his mouth.
My toes curl and I clench my fists on the couch cushions, digging my fingernails in, my hips moving as though of their own free will against his face. I buck and writhe and gasp with each pulse of pleasure, over and over, feeling like there’s a balloon of tension inside of me that’s just about to burst.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” somebody screams, a woman who’s far more confident than I could ever be.
No, that is me.
“Keep licking me, baby. Oh, please, please.”
He roars as I crash into my first orgasm, his hands burying deeply and possessively in my ass, squeezing so hard I know he’s going to leave handprints, and I freaking love it.
