She takes us inside and then I’m dropped into an armchair.The room is blood red.Everything from the walls to the ceiling to the carpet and every chair, bench, and bed in here.The walls are lined with jars and toys and dildos and all manner of contraptions I’ve never seen before.
She stands before me, her jaw chiselled and her raven-coloured waves coiffed into place.She removes her jacket, followed by her shirt, then pulls her sports bra off over her head.
I reach out and tug her between my thighs, unbuckling and lowering the zip on her pants.I slide my hands in her trousers and under the band of her boxers.
“Are you sure?”I ask.
She nods and I pull them down until she tugs her shoes off and steps out of her clothes.I take her extended hand and she leads me to one of the beds.Her body moves like an animated marble sculpture, all lines and muscle and ridges.She’s fucking exquisite.
We reach the bed, and I knock her onto her back and climb on top of her, plunging my lips over hers.
She kisses me hard before reaching down to pull my dress up and over my head.I didn’t bother with underwear, not when I knew exactly what I was coming here for.
“Such a little slut,” she says, rubbing her thumb over my hardening nipple.I knock her hand away.It’s my turn and for once, she’s going to do what I say.I slide down between her legs and then stop.
“You okay?”she asks, leaning up on her elbows.
“I, umm.Yes.I just.I forgot it’s been a while, and I’ve only done this with one person before.”
“Can you remember what I did?”she says.
I nod.
“Start there, and I’ll guide you.”
She slides her thighs open, and I bend to meet her pussy.I drag my tongue over her core, tasting every inch of her.I’m instantly wet.Gods, I forgot how delicious a woman is.I flick my tongue against her clit, slow at first.But lick by lick, I remember how to do it.
A little moan slips out as I lap up her excitement.She’s tense, but the more I glide over her pussy, the more the stiffness eases out of her body.Until finally, she lets out a soft obscenity.
“Fuck, Penelope.Just like that.You love that, don’t you?”
I hum approval against her cunt as I lap faster.I bring a finger to her entrance.“Can I?”I ask.
“Not yet, more tongue.”
“Okay,” I say and suck her swelling clit into my mouth.She bucks against me, wetness coats my chin as I lick and flick my tongue faster and faster.She grinds her hips into my face, and with every rocking motion, my own pussy clenches.Pulses of excitement bolt through me.
“I’m so close.Swing your pussy up here,” she says.
I twist around and lay on her stomach, inching back until my pussy hits her mouth.“I’m going to bite you here.”she strokes her tongue over the pulpy flesh where my thighs meet, “but not until I make you come.”
“Okay,” I say and nestle back between her legs, reorienting myself now I’m upside down.I tilt my head to get the right angle and resume swiping my tongue this way and that against her clit.
She lowers her mouth onto my pussy and I swear I black out.Having the taste of her on my tongue while she fucks me simultaneously is almost too much.
Pleasure washes over me, every inch of my skin pulses with molten electricity.She slides a finger inside me, and I gasp, not expecting her to be able to do it from that angle.
I can’t cope, my pussy tightens, I move faster and faster, desperate to make her fall apart the way my soul is melting for her.
“Dahlia,” I cry out.
She moans as I dig my nails into her thighs and drag my tongue as far down her cunt as I can reach.
She groans at my touch.My pussy tightens, I’m right on the edge.I swear she’s holding me there on purpose.
“Finger,” she says.“Use your finger.”
I hook my arm around her leg and slide a single finger inside her.She’s tight and wet and the feel of being inside her sends my body reeling.
