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“Taste me, Uncle Killian,” she murmurs breathily. “I’m ready.”
Oh shit, she’s calling my bluff. Immediately, I drop to my knees in front of curvy girl, the musky scent of her cunt reaching my nostrils. Leah’s spicy and sweet at once, and I inhale deeply, breathing her in.
“With pleasure, sweetheart,” I rasp before forking my tongue again. “You’re going to enjoy this, I promise.”
7
Leah
Ican’t believe this is happening, and yet it is. A handsome man is crouched before me in a dressing room, ready to make me feel good, and he’s gorgeous. Killian’s dark head is positioned right in front of my sweetest spot, and I go weak in the knees as I balance my hands on those broad shoulders. But then, he forks his tongue and looks up at me with a gleam in those bright blue eyes.
“Are you ready for this, sweetheart? Don’t be scared. It’ll feel good, I promise.”
I nod silently, my eyes saucer-like even as I widen my thighs more. Is this really going to happen? Does my dad’s best friend have a super-sensitive tongue that can taste a man’s sperm in my private parts? Or maybe, he’s pulling my leg and it’s all made-up.
After all, I’ve never been into those alien romance stories where a naga with a snake’s tongue savages a nubile virgin who’s tied to a tree. It’s always seemed too far-fetched to me, and yet now I’m the one who’s trapped in a small room with a handsome male as he gets ready to sample me with his forked tongue.
But all thought flies out of my mind as Killian comes closer, his breath hot on my sensitive privates.
“Put your foot up here, Leah,” he growls, indicating a bench in the small dressing room. I obey so that one knee is raised, exposing my sweetest spots to the handsome man. His eyes go wide with appreciation and then, it happens. That pink tongue flickers out and strokes through my puffy, swollen folds. It feels so good that I cry out my ecstasy.
“Ohhhh!” is my pleasurable sigh. “Yes!”
He chuckles below me, although the sound is tinged with painful need.
“Shit, you’re responsive. But pull yourself open, honey. Let me see how much you want this.”
I know what he’s asking and gently reach down to pull my labia apart so that my sweet, swollen bud pokes out. Not only that, but I tilt my hips upwards a bit to show him my steaming, glistening pussy channel, already dripping with girl cream.
“Put it in here, Daddy,” I whisper invitingly. “I want to feel it.”
“Of course, baby girl,” he rasps. “Shit, you’ve got a lot of nectar, don’t you?”
I can’t reply because Killian licks through my folds once again and my vision goes fuzzy. Hot jolts of pleasure ripple through my cunt and a moan escapes my throat as I brace one hand against the wall for balance. The older man grunts and smiles up at me for a moment before going back to work.
“You’re going to enjoy this, sweetheart.”
Then, Killian forks his tongue again before sliding it around my hard clit. But this is no savory lick, coupled with intense rubbing on the sensitive bundle of nerves. Instead, he circles my clit with both sides of his tongue, forming a lasso of sorts, and squeezes gently, making me cry out again.
“Ah! Oh oh oh!”
“Fuck yeah,” the alpha male groans against my pussy. “Enjoy what a man with a prehensile tongue can do.”
It’s mind-blowing. It’s spectacular. And it’s incredibly filthy. Killian squeezes my clit with his tongue again and again, and it feels like there are concentric rings of pleasure focused on that sensual spot. My pussy contracts beneath his touch, dripping with need, even as my clit gets harder, swelling to the size of a large bean.
“Yes more!” I gasp. “Unnnh!”
Killian grins while rippling his tongue along my sensitive flesh, and I cry out. How is this even possible? Regular human men can’t ripple their tongues and yet the waves running through my lover’s appendage make my pussy cream harder, my clit almost bursting with desire. I can’t stay upright now, and the huge man grabs me by my waist even as my knees buckle.
“Careful,” he murmurs. “Because it only gets better, sweetheart.”
Then, one edge of his tongue descends so that it circles my steaming hole a few times before gently slithering up my vaginal canal. Unnh, that feels good and my eyes flutter shut as I savor the penetration.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Killian hisses below me, even as his tongue bumps up against a spongy barrier deep inside. “And you were right. Your hymen is intact, and there’s no taste of another man inside.”
I open my eyes in a daze, looking down at him.
“I know. It’s what I told you, Uncle Killian.”
