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Setting my knees into the grass, I linked one thigh over my shoulder and kissed the inner flesh, drawing a path to her cunt. My mouth brushed through the red curls nestled at her juncture and spread those glistening lips with my tongue.
An intake of breath cut through Briar. “Oh!”
Her hands gripped back of my scalp whilst I licked the arousal from her body. Voracious, the plank of my tongue slid over the rift, running from her opening and along the groove. I ebbed back and forth, tucking myself into her flushed folds and sketching them. With purpose, my palate lapped the remnants of what my fingers had done to her earlier.
Briar’s pussy trembled. She whimpered, the incoherent sounds hitting the treetops.
More. Louder, sweeting.
Louder came when I located that soft knot between her legs again. My tongue swept along the furrow in a single tender stroke that ended at her clit, the bud extending from her body. The instant I pressed the tip of my tongue against it, a shriek jumped out of Briar and punctured my cursed soul.
Her clit stretched, peeking from the thatch of curls. The pellet flushed under the point of my tongue, the skin throbbing. I felt the pressure of it, which increased with each indulgent lick. My mouth dabbed at her, the edge of my tongue swirling around the tiny oval.
Briar dissolved into sobs. Relentless, I preyed on that sound. I swabbed the fissure of her pussy until her body vibrated, roused anew and ready for me once more. She cleaved through my hair, pushed herself into my mouth.
With a ravenous grunt, I took what she generously offered. My mouth latched around the kernel and gave it a tender suck, not stopping as she tore through my roots. Her knees buckled, in danger of succumbing to gravity. Banding one arm around them, I secured her whilst towing on the crest, bobbing it into my mouth.
Briar’s broken whine rang in my ears. By the time I released her from the clamp of my lips, her gritty exhalations scraped through the woods, and her clit was ruddy. I stopped before another surge could overtake her.
My thorn ejected a fretful noise. Though I would hardly call myself Poet if I made her satisfaction that easy, nor that expedited.
To beg the princess’s pardon, I kissed the inflated peg and raised my gaze to hers. She stared, her expression bright with desire.
That look wiped any hint of a smirk from my face. Need surged up my cock and sizzled to the rims of my fingers. I flanked her hips and tugged.
Come here.
Obediently, Briar sank to the ground. I pulled her astride my lap, her thighs spreading around my waist. Her palms settled on my shoulders. Wet heat radiated from her slit as it aligned with my cock, which lifted high between us, the pommel aching.
Palming her ass, I nudged her forward, splaying her wider. Her pussy skidded over my crown. A tormented whine fell from Briar and a harsh grunt from me.
Our mouths rubbed, open and panting. Guttural, I positioned her above me, poising her drenched seam over the cusp of my cock. With a hiss, I framed her profile.
Face to face, skin on skin, level with one another, like equals.
No other words. Only this.
My gaze clamped onto hers. “Will you allow me to pleasure you now, Princess?”
“Yes,” she entreated, her voice breaking. “Yes.”
“Then tell me.”
“Please my body. Give it to me.” She licked her lips. “Fuck me sweetly, Poet.”
The growl sliced from my lungs. I rolled my cock upward and probed. The head pushed through her folds and—fuck almighty—stretched them apart, the sleek lips spreading around me.
Briar grimaced in pain. “Ah.”
“Sweeting, look at me,” I gritted out.
Her eyelids fluttered. As she focused on me, I prodded higher, working the head slowly into her pussy. Dampness saturated my crown. Something serrated formed in my throat, ready to vault off my tongue, but I held back, held out for her.
Forcing myself to move carefully, I undulated with shallow jolts of my cock and murmured reassurances against her lips. “Keep looking at me. Keep your thighs parted like that. Keep watching whilst I open you.”
Without breaking eye contact, Briar heeded my words.
That changed everything. My liquid voice and the rhythmic tilt of my hips loosened the princess. Her stitched brows smoothed out, her mouth parted, and her thighs relaxed around my waist.
