Her panties were soaked through, the scent of her heat thick and dizzying. I slid my hand between her legs, pressing my fingers against the wet lace. Her thighs trembled, hips grinding down on my hand.
“Dripping,” I muttered, mesmerized. “You’re fucking dripping for me.”
Her hands clutched at my shoulders, pulling me closer. “Please. Damon, please.”
I bit down on her other nipple at her words, harder this time, and her breath caught in a desperate moan. My mouth lingered there, tugging, sucking until she writhed beneath me.
Then I moved lower.
“Fuck Damon, give me more.”
Her words were all it took to snap whatever fragile leash I had on my instincts. I tore her panties off in one vicious tug, the lace giving way with a satisfying rip that left her completely bare. I dropped to my knees between her thighs, eyes locked on the slick, swollen heat of her. If I was going to lose control, I was going to taste her first, claim her with my mouth before anything else.
Her pussy was glistening, raw and pink, the swollen lips parting with every breath she took. She was unshaven, natural, the curls between her thighs a soft chestnut that matched the hair on her head. It made her look untouched,realin a way that was somehow even more tempting. I groaned, dragging my fingers through the edges, watching how slick clung to my skin. She was so wet for me, so fucking ready. And she was mine.
“Look at this pussy,” I growled, spreading her thighs wider as her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “So raw, so fucking pretty, all swollen and slick and begging.”
She tried to shy away, turning her face, but I caught her chin in one hand and forced her eyes back down. “No, baby. You’re going to watch me. You’re going to watch me lick every inch ofyou while you fall apart. This is mine now, and you’re going to see exactly how I take care of what’s mine.”
I leaned in slowly, giving her one last breath of anticipation before my tongue made contact. A long, deliberate swipe up the center of her pussy made her hips jolt and her hands clutch the sheets. Her taste exploded on my tongue: salt and sweetness, heat and desperation. I groaned against her, letting my mouth settle in, tongue circling her clit in lazy, teasing strokes.
“Oh my god,” she gasped, voice trembling. “Damon… it’s too much.”
I didn’t stop. I flattened my tongue and licked her again, slower, messier this time, groaning into the heat of her. “You’ll take it. You want it, don’t you?”
She whimpered, nodding, her thighs trying to close around my head. I shoved them back open, spreading her wide. Then I sat back for a breath and spit right onto her pussy, watching as it landed on her swollen clit and slowly slid down her slit, mixing with the slick already coating her. She gasped, her eyes wide, face flushed with equal parts shame and arousal.
I leaned in again and sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking it with the tip of my tongue until she cried out, body trembling beneath me.
“Fuck! Damon!”
Her cries spurred me on. I licked lower, sliding my tongue down to taste the wetness just inside her entrance, then back up to her clit in a smooth motion that made her hips buck.
“You’re shaking,” I murmured against her. “Already so close, aren’t you?”
Her only answer was a moan, high and broken.
I slid one finger into her, tight, wet heat squeezing around me like she was made for it. She cried out, her hands flying to my shoulders, anchoring herself. “That’s it, baby. Just like that. So fucking tight.”
I added a second finger, curling both inside her as my mouth returned to her clit. The wet sounds coming from her pussy were obscene as I thrust into her. Each stroke of my fingers coaxed a fresh gush of arousal, her body clenching around me like it was desperate for more.
“God, listen to that,” I growled, voice muffled against her. “You’re so fucking tight. So wet. I want this pussy clenching around my cock next.”
She whimpered, hips rising to meet every motion, lost to the rhythm of my fingers and tongue. She was right on the edge and I was going to push her over it, hard.
“Damon I’m oh my god I can’t-”
“You can. Come for me. Let me taste you.”
Her whole body locked up for one breathless second, then shattered. She came with a cry that echoed off the walls, thighs clamping around my head, back arching off the bed.
I didn’t stop licking, didn’t stop moving my fingers until her legs shook and her moans turned into whimpers. Only then did I pull back, licking my lips slowly.
“You taste like everything I’ve ever wanted. And I’m not done yet.”
I pushed up from between her thighs, grabbing her by the hips and flipping her onto her stomach in one quick motion. “On your knees. Now.”
She gasped but obeyed, legs trembling as she rose up onto all fours, ass in the air, flushed and glistening. I stood and tore off the remnants of my ruined shirt, then shoved down my slacks and briefs in one impatient motion. My cock sprang free, heavy and hard, the head already flushed dark with need.
