"Can I taste your pretty pussy, baby?" I ask, smiling against the fabric, and then push my tongue against the exact spot I know will send pleasure coursing through her.
She moans, her hips bucking up, body trembling. But that’s not enough. I want to hear her say it. "Answer me, Lilac," I rumble against the heat of her, my mouth still pressed to her panties.
"Please. Yes. Please," she breathes out, already lost to me, begging, aching.
Exactly how I want her.
I hook my fingers in the sides of her panties and drag them down slowly, savoring the way she squirms under my touch. Her skin is flushed, her eyes glassy with lust for me and only me. I press a kiss to her mound before spreading her open with my fingers.
"Fuck, baby," I groan, leaning in and flattening my tongue over her clit. She jolts, crying out, and I grin against her like I’m a psycho. "My fucking mouth waters just thinking about getting to taste how sweet you are.”
Lilac is already so wet, so soft, so perfect. I lap at her slowly, letting my tongue learn every inch of her, letting her show me what makes her fall apart. When she starts moaning louder, her hips rising to meet my mouth, I know I’ve got her.
My dick is throbbing in my jeans, but I don’t care. I could stay here forever. Eating her. Worshipping her. Drowning in her. I groan again, sucking her clit harder, and her hands fly into my hair, tugging, anchoring.
I’m so fucking gone for this girl and now that I have her like this? There’s no going back.
I keep licking, her hands tight in my hair, her hips starting to jerk like she can’t handle it. She cries out for me and I feel her get wetter on my tongue. She comes hard for me. I know it. I feel it. Taste it. And I know I’m the reason for her pleasure. The second the realization hits, my cock jerks in my pants and I groan into her, still licking, still devouring her like I’m absolutely starving.
Pleasure zings through me so fast I almost see stars. I’ve never felt this kind of high. I’ve come in my pants just from tasting her, from hearing her whimper my name. This is what it means to belong to someone. To need someone more than air. To fucking love them so much it hurts.
I wait for her body to stop trembling beneath my mouth before I finally pull away and stand up. I’m not even close to being done with her. She’s flushed and glowing, her chest rising and falling fast. Lilac Fairbanks will forever remain the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
"You look fucking unreal right now," I murmur, voice thick with emotion.
I reach for her hands, pulling her up gently so I can lift her dress off and toss it to the floor. She lets me tug the blankets down and then crawls under them, burying herself deep into the fluffy pile of pillows and quilts.
I chuckle, watching her disappear like she’s burrowing into a safe place where only I can reach her..
I check the time on my phone. I have a little time before I have to meet Caiden, and I’m going to use every fucking second of it.
I strip out of my shirt, pants, and the boxer briefs I just came in. I run a hand down my cock as I walk over to the dresser and grab my mask. I fully intend on chasing her through thegraveyard with this thing, but that’s not possible until we figure out who has been threatening her.
I flick off the lights and slip the mask over my face so the only light left in the room is the pale purple glow from the eyes and mouth.
Lilac’s eyes are already closed, her breathing even. She has no idea what’s coming next. I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she realizes what’s about to happen. I watch her chest rise and fall under the covers, unaware of what’s coming, and that’s enough to make my cock throb with need. I lift the blanket and her eyes fly open, pupils dilating the second she sees me.
My cock jerks when she gasps. I don’t speak because this is part of the game. I just reach down, grab her by the ankle, and yank her to the edge of the bed. She squeals, breath catching, her body jolting like instinctively she’s unsure whether to submit or try to escape.
Exactly the way I want her right now.
I can’t wait. I need to feel her gripping me. I push two fingers inside her, checking if she’s ready to take all of me. I know she’s soaked from my mouth, but I’ll use any excuse to push my fingers inside my girl. My eyes roll back when I feel how wet she still is. Wet for me. Only for me.
"I can’t be gentle right now," I rasp, finally speaking. I love the fantasy of this whole thing, but I need her to understand how unhinged I feel right now and that I’ll stop if she wants me to. "I need to fuck you, baby. I need you."
I hear the desperation in my own voice, and I don’t even care. Because it’s the truth. When our eyes meet, the look I see there tells me everything I need to know.
She wants this. She wantsme.
Lilac spreads her legs for me and that’s all it takes.
I grab her thighs and push them further apart, lining myself up and sinking into her in one long, deep thrust. Her pussy swallows me whole and we both cry out in tandem.
"Fuuuck," I groan, my eyes rolling back. I lose every ounce of control as I start thrusting, rough and fast, driving into her like I’ve been waiting my whole life for this.
Because I have.
My hands find her tits, squeezing as I move inside her, watching them bounce with every thrust. I’m having a hard time not talking. The silence should add to the experience of the mask, but I just want to praise her, tell her how good she’s taking my cock. I can’t get enough of this girl. I’ll never get enough.
