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I kept my right hand on my own thigh, ignoring the missing fingers, the way even I couldn’t quite stomach the touch of it. If I thought about that too much, I’d lose this moment, and nothing was worth that.
So instead, I pressed a line of kisses against her trembling thighs, up toward her cunt. The skirt blocked out the light—I did wish I had her naked and spread out before me, a feast for the eyes—but the added fun of doing this blind was worth it.
She’d leaned back, and if I could see her, I’d bet she looked like a virgin sacrifice on an altar, just waiting for a beast to devour her.
And I plan on being that beast.
I ran my tongue through her folds, careful not to press too hard, not to go too deep. She’d never done this before, so the last thing I wanted was for her to freak out, to startle her. I didn’t deal much with virgins—I preferred not being remembered and most people remembered their first time—but that didn’t mean I couldn’t figure it out.
Slow and careful, that’s what she needed.
At least, that’s what I thought before I felt her clutching hand on the back of my head, pushing me closer, urging me to get with it.
I don’t mind following that order at all.
I laughed softly at her eagerness, then ran the flat of my tongue directly against her clit. The noise she let out went straight to my aching cock, as though it were some mating call and I were helpless to resist. Hell, I’d bet if I slid up her body, wrapped her legs around my waist, I could plunge my cock into her waiting cunt and she’d only hold me tighter, demand more.
Go slow, you asshole!
I shook the thought away, focusing my attention on her hard little clit. At the same time, I brought my left hand up and pressed two of my fingers into her. She was hot and wet and tight, but her body gave so easily, surrendering to me. The walls of her pussy clutched at my finger, gripping it as though she didn’t want it to escape.
“Vance,” she moaned, the name quiet and breathy. No doubt she kept her voice down out of embarrassment, not wanting to risk anyone else overhearing.
Which was incredibly adorable. It made me want to break that fear, to shatter whatever resistance or restraint she held on to. I wanted her so mindless with want and pleasure that she screamed, not caring who could hear it, who else was around.
Which was a strange thought, given I never before cared about a claim, cared about anyone else beyond myself and the moment.
I shoved the thought away and wrapped my right hand around my hard dick, too turned on to care that it was my mangled hand. I pictured that it was my cock inside of her instead of my fingers, matching the timing of my hand on my shaft along with how I fucked her. Even during that, my tongue never let up on her clit. Even when she shifted her hips, when she seemed torn between evading my touch and demanding more of it, I never let off.
The need to shatter her was too strong, like an instinct drawn forth by her scent, by the noises she made.
I added a third finger, and she hissed as though the thickness stung. Even still, she thrust her hips toward me, telling me she wanted it. I happily gave it all to her, tormenting her clit, fucking her as deep as I could with my fingers, held in place by her hand as I stroked my own cock.
She cried out when she came, the sound so musical and filthy that I couldn’t help myself from toppling right over with her. My cock jerked as I spilled on the floor between my thighs, my lips nursing at her clit with gentle kisses.
She panted hard and loud, then went to sit up as though we’d finished. I chuckled at the thought.
“Oh, sweetheart, you better buckle in. We’re not anywherecloseto done.”
“What?” The question came out confused and more than a little turned on, which was all I needed to hear.
“I told you I wouldn’t let you go so quickly, didn’t I? So be a good girl and let me devour you.”
“But I already…”
“And you will again and again and again.” I proved my words by dragging my eager tongue along her clit, rewarded by her jumping.
Ah, they’re so pretty when they’re this sensitive.I had a feeling I was going nowhere for the rest of the night.
Chapter Four
Kenz
I covered my mouth as I yawned, the action so large that my jaw ached at the end of it.
“You look like a fish when you do that,” Char whispered to me. “Did you not sleep well?”
His question brought up exactlywhyI was so tired, and remembering the way Vance had kept me up late the night before had my cheeks burning.
