This will be a small story, with only about 6 chapters. I've been working on it awhile and it's nearly complete so I thought I'd post it now. Anyways, enjoy.
Elena Pov
His head is between my thighs.
I wanted this to happen from the moment I met him and now it is. Lucky me.
He must have been Vincent van Gogh in a former life because all I see when I close my eyes is a starry night when he strokes me with just the right amount of pressure with his tongue.
I'm in nirvana, the pressure is building and I'm ready to combust.
He knows just where to touch me.
His fingers are inside me scissoring. I want to scream. It feels so good.
He pulls his fingers out and rubs them up and down my lower lips before withdrawing his fingers from me altogether and sucking them clean.
His tongue immediately returns to my cunt lapping in a fast pace, it's driving me wild. Then all of a sudden he sticks his tongue inside my core alternating between soft and hard strokes.
He's hitting all the right spots.
Every nerve ending in my body is alight as if one spark could be the end of me. I'm highly combustible at this moment. He's continuing to build the pressure higher and higher. It's more than likely I'll explode: possibly like an erupting volcano, a meteor shower that can wipe out an entire species, fireworks exploding in millions of different fusing colors, or even a detonating bomb, anything highly flammable and most definitely earth shattering. This is earth shattering.
He is enthusiastic as he licks and laps at my center.
I want him to make me come.
I want him to be addicted to my cum.
I want my taste to linger on his lips long after I've come.
I want him to be obsessed with my taste.
I want him to think of nothing but pleasuring me and receiving pleasure from me.
I want him to jerk off to the memory of me.
I want to jerk him off.
I want his cum.
I want our cum to mix together after we give into the throes of passion.
I want him period.
He continues his torture on my body. He knows exactly what he's doing, he knows I'm close.
I'm so close.
He kisses my clit and I buck up into his mouth. I hold his head to my cunt and keep him hostage there until I get my fix. I still haven't come. I'm almost there. I know it, he knows it… he's just toying with me.
I pull his locks and softly scratch his scalp, I'm in charge. He looks up at me and smirks before latching onto my clit and I come like the 4th of July.
I'm bucking wild against his mouth. Damon laps at my core not wasting a drop of my precious cum. He loves the taste of my cunt. When I finally come down from my orgasm Damon puts his hand on my throbbing center and looks up at me.
"How was that darling?" he asks.
"Everything and more," I pant breathless, then push his head back down, "Now get back to work." Damon moans and happily obliges as he gets working on round two.
After a few hours with Damon I will be numbly blissed out and I can't fucking wait.
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