“Then let me show you,” I whispered, brushing my mouth over hers, teasing her lower lip until she whimpered. “Let me show you what it feels like to give in and not be broken for it.”
Her hands slid up my torso, gripping my neck as if she were holding on for dear life. She rocked against me, her breath hot against my cheek, her body moving in tiny circles over my lap, the press of her leggings only sharpening the heat that pulsed between us.
I let her move, let her grind, but kept her hair wrapped in my fist so she never forgot who she was moving for. Every time her hips shifted, I pulled her closer, deeper into me, until my own body was trembling with the weight of wanting her.
The music from Naruto spilled through the speakers in bursts of battle cries and swelling strings, but all I could hear was her ragged breath, all I could feel was her pulse against my lips as I kissed the soft line of her throat.
For once, I wasn’t just Dahlia, the mask, the whip, the power. I wasn’t just Calla, the broken daughter of Caleb Sr. With Amiyah’s body pressed tight against mine, with her laughter dissolving into breathless sighs, I was something else entirely. I was smitten, alive, and terrifyingly ready to let myself belong. I was her girlfriend, and she was mine. As I stood us up, I grabbed her hand and led her back to my bedroom, where I was about to show her just how smitten she had me.
As we made it to the back, I pulled Amiyah closer, my hands roaming over her curves, feeling her soft skin beneath my fingertips. Her body responded to my touch, and I could feel the heat radiating between us. I kissed her deeply, my tongue exploring her mouth, tasting her. She moaned softly, her hands fisting in my hair, pulling me closer.
Breaking away from her lips, I trailed kisses down her neck, feeling her shiver beneath me. My hands found the hem of her tank top, and I slowly pulled it over her head, revealing her bare breasts. I took a moment to admire her, my eyes roaming over her curves, taking in every detail.
She reached for me, her fingers tracing the lines of my sports bra. She pulled it off, tossing it aside, and I felt a rush of excitement as her hands explored my bare skin. Her touch was firm and confident, and I could feel my body responding to her, my nipples hardening under her caress.
I moved lower, my lips trailing down her stomach, feeling her body quiver beneath my touch. I slid her leggings down her thick thighs, taking her lace panties with them. I was now on my knees for her, the weight of the moment sending waves of pleasure through my body as I took a moment to admire her, my eyes roaming over her body.
Amiyah pulled me back up to her, her lips finding mine in a fierce, passionate kiss. I could feel her desire, her need, and it matched my own. I broke away from her lips, my breath ragged, and moved lower, my mouth finding her breasts. I took one nipple into my mouth, sucking and teasing it with my tongue, feeling her arch against me.
“Mmmmmmm, Calla pleaseeeee,” she whined and begged as I moved to her other breast and pinched the nipple I was familiarizing my taste buds with.
She arched into me, her hands fisting in my hair, urging me on. I continued to lavish her nipples, giving them the same attention, feeling her body respond to my touch. My hands roaming every dip and curve, memorizing her. She was beautiful, and I wanted to explore every inch of her as I made it back to my knees, hooking her leg over my shoulder, my lips connecting with her dripping center. I heard her gasp as I began to tease her with my tongue.
I knew I was eating her into delirium as she began rolling her hips fucking my face, urging me on, her needy pussy responding to my touch. I pushed my tongue inside her, licking like she was my favorite ice cream, her body jerking every time I hit her most sensitive spots, teasing and tasting her. She was wet and ready, and I could feel her body trembling beneath me.
“Bay-beeeeeeeeeeeee, eat your fucking pussy,” she moaned out, voicefilled with seduction, my pussy pulsating.
I moved my fingers to join my tongue, sliding them inside her, feeling her tighten around me. She moaned, her body arching against me, and I could feel her getting closer to the edge. I increased my pace, my fingers and tongue working in tandem, feeling her body respond to me.
“Please, oh God, pleaseeeeee.”
“Please, what, Baby? What you begging for? Tell me and I’ll let you have what I know you need,” I responded, looking into her lust-drunk eyes.
I moved my fingers faster, my tongue teasing her clit, and I felt her body tense, her muscles clenching around me.
“Please let me comeeeee.”
“Come then,” I barely got out before her pussy gushed her release, and she cried out, her body shuddering as she came, her orgasm washing over her. I continued to tease her with my tongue, feeling her body respond, her muscles clenching and unclenching around me. I didn't stop until she was utterly spent, her body limp and sated beneath me.
But I wasn't done with her yet. I wanted to explore every inch of her, to taste every part of her. “Turn over,” I commanded as I moved lower, my lips finding her ass. I was momentarily mesmerized as I admired it, my eyes roaming over its roundness, taking in every detail. I leaned down, my tongue finding her asshole, and I heard her gasp as I began to rim her.
Amiyah's hands fisted in the sheets, her body responding to my tongue. I explored her, feasting until I had my fill. I reached up, my hands finding her ass, and I smacked it, feeling it jiggle beneath my touch. "Throw it back on my face," I commanded, my voice firm and authoritative.
Amiyah moaned, her body responding to my command, and she threw her ass back, giving me better access. I pushed my tongue back in her asshole, her pussy clenching and unclenching around my fingers as I told her to come here.
I moved my finger to join my tongue, sliding it inside her ass, feeling her tighten around me. She moaned, her body jerking. I could feel her next orgasm nearing. I increased my pace, my finger and tongue working in tandem, feeling her body respond to me.
Amiyah's breath was coming in short, ragged gasps, and I could feel her trembling. That release that only I could give her was right there, and as if pushing a detonator,
“Come again, now, Princess.”
Always eager to be my good girl, she cried out, her body shuddering as she came, her orgasm washing over her. I continued to tease her with my tongue until she made her way back to earth, but I didn't stop until she was utterly spent, her body limp and sated beneath me.
I lay my head on her ass as I continued to caress her all over. We lay there for a while, our breaths slowly returning to normal. I just knew she was spent as I rolled off her, lying on my back, surprised when she straddled me, kissing all over me.
“I’m about to please you. I want your pleasure to belong to me tonight,” she informed me, rendering me speechless as I licked my bottom lip and nodded my understanding.
“Come sit on my face.”
