Page 193 of The Two-Faced God


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Iinched my fingers lower, discovering plump, wet folds, and my shaft kicked inside my pajama pants, demanding to be freed.

Not yet, I commanded it to behave.

But as I cupped Kailin's center and her wetness soaked my hand, my disobedient erection responded with a moisture drop of its own.

I struggled for control.

I needed to go slow, to pleasure Kailin into oblivion first. She was a virgin for Elurion's sake, and I wasn't a rookie. I could hold back no matter how urgently my instincts demanded that I take her, insisting that she was ready.

She wasn't.

My mind knew that, and for now, it was still in charge.

Hooking my thumbs in her panties, I tugged them down, revealing a golden thatch of curls that made my mouth water.

"I'm going to kiss you right here." I ran a finger between her slicked folds.

Her eyes widened, but given the outpouring of moisture on my finger, she knew precisely what I was planning to do. Evidently, her lack of experience didn't mean a lack of knowledge, which wasn't surprising given her association with Shovia.

In fact, I doubted anything I could do would scandalize her, and it was a huge relief.

Moving between Kailin's knees, I licked my lips in anticipation, and as I feathered my tongue over her wet flesh, she released a husky moan. I nearly erupted in my pants, and as I flattened my tongue over the most sensitive spot on her body, my self-restraint got stretched to its limits.

As Kailin arched up and hissed, I looked up to make sure I hadn't hurt her, but her eyes were closed, her lips parted, and her hands were on her breasts. She looked like a woman well pleasured, and what a vision that was.

My chest swelled with satisfaction. Kailin loved having my mouth and tongue on her.

Encouraged, I spread her thighs wider and rolled my tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves crowning her slit. The sounds she made spurred me on, and I did it a few more times before licking lower and probing her entrance.

When I felt her fingers threading in my hair, I looked up again. Seeing her watch me with pleasure-glazed eyes was all the prompting I needed to bring her to completion. I parted her folds with my thumbs and thrust my stiffened tongue into her, once, twice, then laved the small nubbin again before dipping my tongue in her entrance for more of her nectar.

My shaft was pulsing so hard that it broke free of the elastic of my pajama pants, and I shoved them down as far as they would go and then gripped myself. Somehow I managed the entire maneuver without my mouth breaking contact with Kailin's core, and as I kept licking and sucking, she went wild.

Her hips were churning on the mattress, and her moans were getting so loud that I had no doubt the people in the neighboring rooms could hear her.

She must have realized the same thing because suddenly her moans got muffled, and as I looked up, I saw that she'd lodged her wrist between her lips to silence the sounds she was making.

That visual almost undid me, but I wasn't willing to surrender control to my phallus and squeezed it hard, forcing the impending volcanic eruption to retract. I kept licking greedily, running my tongue along Kailin's folds with long, slow, sensuous strokes and then thrusting it into her opening.

She rocked her hips to get more of my tongue inside of her, while I tried to strangle my shaft into submission.

I pushed a finger inside her opening, pumping a few times before coming back with two. She was tight, but her juices eased the way, and as I flicked my tongue over her clit, she arched her back, screaming against her wrist as her orgasm swept over her.

When it finally subsided, she pushed my head away to stop my frenzied licking.

I had a choice to make.

I could finish in my hand and wait for the next time to claim Kailin's virginity, or I could do it now.

I opted to leave the decision up to her.

Rising on my knees, I eased the chokehold on my shaft and started moving my fist up and down.

Kailin seemed transfixed, and as she licked her lips, I took it as a possible invitation. "Do you want to say hello?" I asked, choosing the most delicate way I could phrase the suggestion and hoping she would understand what I meant and comply with my request.

She nodded, sliding back on the pillows so she was semi-reclined, but I still wasn't sure she was agreeing to what I wanted from her.

"Do you want to give it a kiss?" I asked more bluntly this time.