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Softly, softly, he moves beneath the quilt, working his wet lips from my breasts to my navel, tracing invisible shapes with his hot tongue. I whimper at how good it feels. It’s only as his fingers grip my shorts and he starts to slide them down that I’m jolted back to reality.
“No, wait!” I hiss, grabbing his head.
“What is it?” Nick looks at me questioningly. “Don’t you want me to taste you?”
“We can’t do this. I’m on my period.”
I see a peculiar glow in his eyes; a strange tightness to his face. Ignoring my pleas, he returns to my navel and continues kissing me, his hands easing down my shorts bit by bit.
I shut my eyes and try not to think about what’s happening.
“Didn’t you hear what I said?” I protest feebly. “We can’t do this.”
“Sssh … I’m going to make you feel so good.”
Stroking my thighs with his palms, Nick slides off my knickers with the panty liner still intact and throws them to the floor. Fear grips me; I’m now completely at his mercy.
“Nick, please …”
He stares down at me, his features strained with a weird sort of desperation. “I need it,” he rasps. “Since last night, it’s all I can think about.” He pauses, licks his lips. “Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want it. Tell me you’re not dying for me to taste you.”
“I-I think that maybe—”
He gives me no chance to complete the sentence. Pulling me to the edge of the bed, he spreads my legs wide and buries his face between my thighs. Ravenously, he swirls his tongue around my clit, before moving deep inside my wet hole, slurping and savouring every last drop. My limbs go rigid, and my nerve endings are ablaze. At first, I’m scared and embarrassed he would do such a thing, but within moments, I can’t believe how good it feels to have his tongue and lips exploring my darkest secrets. The truth is Idowant this. Knowing how hungry he is for me, knowing that he will go to any lengths to please me, turns me on big time. It feels so taboo, so nasty, but dear Lord, it also feels fucking beautiful. Sparks of intense pleasure crash through my system as I finally surrender to the power of his need. It’s so wrong and yet so right, so good I no longer put up a fight.
I blink a couple of times and stare up at the candyfloss ceiling.Focus on inhaling and exhaling.That’s all I can do to keep myself from exploding.
“You’ve got the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted,” Nick whispers from between my thighs. “I can’t get enough.”
I whine quietly as he slides his tongue back through my gushing slit, then up to my clit, making slow, circular motions that send electric shocks through me. I let out a gasp. Rapid waves of euphoria flood my body and I come harder than I ever have before. Nick halts what he’s doing and gazes up at me with a mesmerizing expression.
“That’s right, my darling,” he pants. “Give it all to me.”
My eyes widen. His face looks different somehow, younger, and his skin is glowing in a way it never has before. I assume it’s a trick of the light, but … it’s almost like he’s been rejuvenated by me.
Releasing my legs, Nick gets up and steps out of his boxer shorts. I bite back a gasp at the sight of his throbbing arousal. I know that he wants to make love, but right now, I’m not sure I can handle it. Every fibre of my being feels so drained from the orgasm.
“I don’t think I can take any more,” I cough.
“Yes, you can,” he breathes. “You’ve got to. I need to be inside you, Carly. I need it now or I’ll go crazy.”
“But it’s going to get messy. I’m going to be dripping everywhere.”
Wordlessly, Nick pads over to the wardrobe and pulls out the lower drawers. Within seconds, he’s found a fresh towel. Returning to the bed, he lays it down on the mattress and gently positions me on top of it. Bringing himself level with me, he tilts my body to the side so we’re facing each other. Tenderly, he glides his hand down my thigh and wraps my leg over his hip. Pulling me forward, he folds his arms around me in a sidelong embrace and slowly starts to push his cock into me. We touch foreheads and I can feel his hot breath on my face. Our bodies are intertwined, soaked with sweat. Running his hand up my leg, he hitches me a little higher so he can fully penetrate me.
I groan loudly and take a few short breaths to help me cope with the pain.
“Am I moving too fast?” he asks anxiously. “Tell me how you like it.”
“Don’t stop,” I murmur. “Just keep doing what you’re doing.”
With an appreciative growl, he slowly starts to fuck me, covering my face and lips with kisses as we rock back and forth in a waltz of mutual delirium. I adore this position; it feels so close, so intimate.
Nick gazes deeply into my eyes. “Oh, God, your pussy’s so sweet and tight. I love stretching you out.”
I grit my teeth. I’m struck dumb by the crazy sensations whipping through me.
And then he kisses me on the mouth and I wince at the coppery taste of his lips. Blood.My blood. Sweet and sour. Sour sweet. With a sigh of pleasure, I drop my head onto his glistening chest as he pumps even deeper into me.
