When he lifts his head from between my legs, he growls, “Incredible.” Not wanting to miss the show, I raise myself onto my elbows to watch him. He presses a small silver button on the table and dives back to my pussy, spreading my thighs wide in a tight grip to ensure I’m fully exposed once again. He thrusts two fingers inside me, and my body easily accepts them with no resistance. He works me expertly, drawing out every bit of pleasure with his tongue while his fingers move inside me, causing my legs to shake.
A moment later, a female voice clears her throat. “Excuse me, sir. Did you need something?”
I’m shocked to find Chelsea standing to his left. I didn’t even notice her arrival. Dameon hasn’t stopped his wicked tongue, and Chelsea’s eyes are firmly planted on my pussy, watching him eat me out. Her lips part and her pupils dilate.
Without missing a beat, and without removing his face from between my legs, he speaks, his voice a little muffled. “Please bring Hailee something to eat.”
“And what about you, sir, can I get you anything?” She swallows and licks her dry lips.
“This is all I need.”
Chelsea lingers by his side, her eyes briefly meeting mine before returning to Dameon’s skillful ministrations. His talented tongue and the presence of a witness send me spiraling out of control. I collapse against the hard table, my body arching in response to the overwhelming stimulation.
“Is there something you need, Chelsea?”
“No, sir,” she breathes, yet she remains unmoving despite being dismissed.
“Would you like a taste of my kitten?”
Dameon’s face remains buried in my pussy throughout the interaction. And Chelsea hasn’t taken her eyes off the scene unfolding before her, utterly captivated.
“Yes, sir,” she whispers, her voice barely audible over my moans. His domination, the control he has over this room and everyone in it, combined with her presence, is driving me to the edge at lightning speed.
“Kitten, let go.”
He sucks my clit into his mouth hard and I explode, my core tightening around his fingers, flooding his mouth as stars burst behind my eyelids.
“Good girl.” He taps my outer thigh in approval.
“You may have a taste, Chelsea.”
Panting hard, I lift myself back up onto my elbows and watch as she brings her face close to his. For a brief moment, I think she’s about to kiss him, but at the last minute, her tongue peeks out from behind her full lips, and she licks my juices off his lips, chin, then around his cheeks, until he’s thoroughly clean.
“How does she taste?”
“Mmm… exquisite,” she sighs, licking her lips.
“I might let you taste it from the source next time—if my kitten wants it.”
My clit pulses hard at the thought. That was fucking hot.
“I would like that very much, sir.” She bows her head before exiting the dining room. I collapse back onto the table, my mind reeling.
“On your hands and knees, kitten, and back that gorgeous ass onto my face. You owe me one more.”
I’m a boneless, sweaty mess, but I obey and roll over, arching my back so that my pussy is at the right level for him. He slaps my ass hard, and I yelp in surprise.
“Shh, that was a light tap. Come on, one more time for me before Chelsea gets back,” he demands.
He spreads my cheeks and trails his tongue up my crack, teasing my back entrance in a way that makes me lose my mind in pleasure. He runs the tip of his tongue around the rim over and over again, and when he finally pushes inside, he reaches underneath and flicks my clit with his finger.
I’m utterly drained, completely spent, yet I feel that familiar pull in my abdomen building toward another earth-shattering release. It’s hurtling toward me at such a speed that it scares me. I can’t control it; I’m completely at the mercy of the man who is playing my body like a violin. The climax hits me so hard it’s almost painful. My eyes squeeze shut and I scream out his name, completely lost in the moment.
“Fuck me, that was incredible. You’re incredible,” he breathes out softly. He gathers me in his arms, placing me on his lap and giving my knees reprieve from the hard table. He soothes back the sweaty hair on my forehead and drops a kiss. It’s intimate and gentle, exactly what I need in this moment. I curl into his chest as he tenderly rubs my back.
“Chelsea will be back in a minute with your food. Take a seat so she can serve you.”
I slide out of his lap, moving to the other side of the table. Exhaustion washes over me as I flop onto the chair.
