With laser focus, I tried to recall all the times when she'd closed her eyes or tipped back her head, too lost in the feeling to pay attention to her surroundings. Eight times out of ten, it had been while I was going down on her, so that was the route I was going to try. I put my hand in my pants pocket, fingering the portal key as I solidified my plans.
I could do this. I needed to do this. No other options.She was going to hate me after this.
That stupid self-conscious thought broke through, and my heart hurt for a second. I looked down, noticing my hand rubbing my chest over my heart. It was just heartburn, no need to worry about it.
I took another couple of minutes, psyching myself up. Once I felt like I had my head on straight and had a plan, I yanked the bathroom door open to find Lil standing right there with her hand raised, about to knock.
“Oh, I was about to ask if you were okay in there, ‘cuz I need to take a shower.” She looked sexy with her hair all messy and out of place, wearing my button up with only two buttons fastened in the center to keep it together. I groaned internally because this woman was killing me right now.
The best thing I could do now was make sure that she was sent off in the best damn way possible. I would make sure she was orgasming hard before I pushed the stupid button on the portal key.
I grabbed both her arms and pulled her to my chest. Her eyes flew open as I kicked the door closed. “Don't tell me you're done yet, little hellcat?”
She started to rub her body up and down my chest as she purred, “Oh, I'm game if you are, stallion.”
I dove in and captured her lips with mine, searing them together until she started to melt into me. I grabbed her by her ass and lifted her up, gripping those gorgeous plump cheeks like I never wanted to let them go. Her legs wrapped around my waist with a vise grip. My dick was already hard, trying desperately to rub against his new favorite place.
She pulled away and opened her mouth to say something, but I knew I couldn't let her. If she started talking, I would fall under her spell again, and I couldn't have that, so I cooed, “I need to have you again. Let me taste you before you shower. I want those juices running down my chin, coating me in your scent before you wash your pussy. Before you wash me away from you.”
Her eyes grew hooded, and she nodded. I turned around, setting her down on the counter. Remembering the phone call I’d just hung up on, I focused on the objective: getting her through the portal.
I pushed her back slowly until her head pressed against the mirror, then trailed my mouth from her supple neck, down the center of her body, unbuttoning the two buttons on my shirt to expose her delectable body during my slow descent. As I got to her lower stomach, she sucked in a sweet breath of anticipation, and my lips curved against her skin. I wanted to hear that sound again and again. It was addicting. I’d need to find a way to visit her in Hell. I couldn't give this up.Did apology flowers stay fresh in Hell?
I gently pushed her legs apart, gripping both of her knees and running my hands up to her inner thighs, letting my thumbs rest right at her apex before going to the promise land. I ran my nose against her fleshy lips, savoring the smell of her arousal like it was perfume. I swiped my tongue at her seam, not pushing past, just teasing those unholy gates.
Her hands slid between my strands as she gripped the back of my head, not pushing or pulling me yet, but it was a warning that if I didn't stop my teasing soon, she was going to take matters into her own hands.
A piece of me got excited by that thought, of having her break above me, not able to wait anymore as she shoved me into herself, bucking against my face as hard as she could, chasing her own pleasure as she used me. I licked my lips at the thought, lost in the fantasy, when she slowly tilted my head up so I had to look at her.
Desire and need flooded her eyes, practically begging me, but her voice was firm and sultry. “I’m going to need you to eat me like I’m your last meal. Make me never forget this. Make it so that during my shower I will think about it and need to touch myself. Make it so that after my shower I won't be able to forget it. Won’t forget you. You will be engraved into my memory for all time.”
I couldn't help the shudder that ran down my body at her words. I wanted that. I wanted that more than she knew. I was sure she could see the lust and devotion to the task filling my eyes at her words, the desire to make that come true.
She lost her grip on my hair as I looked back down at her core. I used two fingers to split her lips apart and stared at her glistening center. I hovered over her nub as I exhaled.
“I’m going to make your head split apart with what I’m going to do to your pussy with my tongue. You're going to scream at how wet I'm making you, and you’ll beg me to make your pussy my new home.”
I dove in, flattening my tongue to give her one fat long lick from pussy to nub.
She let out a lasting, throaty moan.
“Yes, fuck, yes. Do whatever the fuck you want down there. Just don’t leave without giving me that orgasm you promised.”
“Oh, hellcat, you won't be able to get rid of me until I make you scream so loudly that you clamp your thighs shut against my face, forcing me not to leave until the aftershocks of what I do to you are done.”
She let out another moan, and I found that I was determined to make sure all of that happened before the inevitable.
I started to devour her, eating her like she was my favorite ice cream and she was melting, so I needed to catch all the dripping creamy goodness.
I swirled around her clit with the tip of my tongue as I gripped her inner thighs. The noises she made were garbled and strained. I worked my way down, circling her hole with my tongue just to tease her. Her hips bucked upward, her body practically begging me for more without a single word passing those gorgeous lips.
She banged her head against the mirror so hard that I almost lifted up to see if she was okay, but she yelled, “Don't you dare stop!”
I dipped down, running her clit between my teeth, using the different sensation to my advantage.
As she started mewling at my musings, I took one hand and reached into my pocket, fingering the portal key. How would I position this correctly?
As I was considering, she grabbed my head and pushed me forward, her juices covering my nose, mouth, chin, and cheeks. I melted into her at the smell and taste of her sweet and spicy flavor, rolling around in my mouth and down my throat.
