"Oh now that is a damned waste." Being chastised by this man had me squirming for so many reasons. I was so turned-on that I wasn't sure if I should feel uncomfortable or beg for forgiveness; however the second his tongue met my heated skin all thoughts were deemed redundant, only the touch of his tongue to my flesh mattered. The fast and unpredictable patterns he drew on my thighs had me whimpering; I didn't even realize that my hands had crept up to my chest. My nipples were so hard that even the slightest touch had me begging for more and for the torture to stop.
His eyes met mine for the briefest of seconds before he locked on to what my hands were doing. His moan against my sensitive clit, coupled with my fingers tugging at my nipples were my undoing. My walls clenched as my back arched off the bed. My mouth opened with a silent scream that surprisingly sent a twinge of pain through my body from the intensity.
He lapped, drank, and brought me to my release a second time before he finally relented on my poor but very satisfied pussy. I was boneless and barely breathing. He was smiling and clearly holding up his end of the torture we had both inflicted on each other.
"P… Ple…Please." I stuttered as I begged. What I was truly begging for was obvious though I wasn't sure if I could survive him. Gently he crawled up my body like a predator stalking his prey, though I was a very willing victim to his plans.
"What is it you want? Do you want me to stop?" he asked as I shook my head with more energy than I thought I could. "No? Would you like me to make you come with my tongue once more?" he asked, only to receive the same response, the same silent plea. I had barely enough energy,but I was going to let him know.
"You… in me… filling me… fucking me… claiming me." I cried as I pulled him closer and his body came to rest aligned with mine. "Fuck me until I can no longer walk, until I can no longer scream out your name, until there is nothing left in me;" I whispered into his ear, earning a growl like none I had ever known.
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