“You’re beautiful,” I murmur, pressing kisses over her belly, her thighs. “You deserve to be worshiped like the goddess you are.”
Her hands tangle in my hair, her body arching to meet my lips.
The moment I slide down her body again, I grab the inside of her thighs and open her for me. I can tell she’s trying to close her legs, but I just hold her there, like this, beautifully open for me, she doesn’t resist me.
"We'll stop as soon as you tell me. This doesn't continue if you're not comfortable," I say softly. The smallest of nods from her head gives me the approval I need to worship and venerate the goddess I have laid out for myself.
I don't break eye contact—not once. She needs to see it. All of it. The hunger, the awe, the way I look at her like she’s sacred and mine all at once. Her breath is shaky, but she doesn't look away either. Brave, even in her fear.
“Good girl,” I whisper, my voice wrapped in warmth and steel.
Her thighs part slightly, barely more than a shift, but it’s everything. A silent yes. A gift.
“I’m going to take my time,” I tell her, fingers tracing slowly over the soft curve of her hips. “Not because you need to be eased into this, but because you deserve to be seen. Felt. Worshipped.”
She bites her bottom lip, eyes wide, and I smile against her skin as I kiss the inside of her thigh. She gasps, her body already humming.
“You’re beautiful, Ava,” I murmur between kisses. “Do you feel that when I touch you? When I look at you?”
Her voice is a moan. “I’m starting to.”
“Good,” I say, pressing a kiss just above where she’s aching for me. “Because I’ve never wanted anything—anyone—the way I want you.”
Her body arches instinctively as I slide my hands beneath her, lifting her like she’s both precious and powerful—because she is. I start slowly, placing reverent kisses along the inside of her thighs, soft and lingering. Each one is a silent promise.
I trail higher, over her mound, until I’m face to face with the most breathtaking sight I've ever seen—her. She’s glistening with arousal, slick and ready, and it’s all for me.
Exquisite. Perfect. Mine.
“Fuck, baby… you have the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen. And she’s already dripping for me,” I growl, my voice thick with lust as I drag my tongue slowly from her entrance up to her swollen clit. “Is this all for me, baby girl?”
“Y-Yes…” she moans, breathless, as I taste every inch of her.
“You taste so fucking good,” I groan against her, lost in it. “You taste like mine.”
Her flavor floods my senses—it’s addictive, overwhelming. Like a drug sinking into my bloodstream, rewriting me. And if being condemned means having this—her—forever, then I’ll take the fall. I’ll plead guilty to every sin just to keep tasting her like this.
My tongue explores every soft, soaked inch of her. Her body lifts off the bed with every stroke, every flick. But I won't stop. I can’t stop.I switch between plunging my tongue inside her and sucking her clit, working her closer to the edge. Her moans turn to whimpers, and when I know she’s right there, I press a finger into her—slow, careful—curling it to find that perfect spot inside her.
Her cries shatter the air, her body trembling. I focus my mouth on her clit, sucking her relentlessly, and that’s all it takes.
She breaks.
Her body arches, a sharp gasp of my name on her lips as her orgasm crashes over her like a wave.
And God, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Ava is stunning in every way, but when she cums… she’s something else entirely.
She 's divine.
When she finally comes down from the high of her orgasm, I trail soft, lingering kisses up her body—slow, unhurried—until I reach her lips. I kiss her gently, and I know she can taste herself in my mouth. But she doesn’t flinch. She doesn’t pull away. She kisses me back like it’s the last kiss we’ll ever share—hungry, open, real. And God, that alone is enough to undo me.
“Ava, baby,” I whisper against her lips, “you are incredible.”
I brush a strand of damp hair from her cheek, watching her eyes flutter open, glassy and dazed.
“Watching you let go like that… It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Thank you for trusting me. For letting me be the one to give that to you.”
