“It’s too much. Mors, baby. It’s too much.”
I groan against her cunt when she says the pet name I’ve come to adore. But she’s wrong, it’s not too much.
Nothing beyond her passing out in pure satisfaction would be too much.
The lube is warm against my tongue as I drink her down, licking and sucking her over-stimulated clit. She writhes beneath me, her legs shaking and gripping around my face. She tugs roughly against the restraints.
I hold her there, wanting to get her to the edge. Only then will I release her hands and let her touch and take.
But I need her to come again, I need to make sure she’s so content and out of her own thoughts that us being together is the only thing she can focus on.
She’s moaning as I push the toy in and out and devour her.
Juliet pushes her pussy harder to my mouth, and I don’t stop for a single second. The moan that leaves her is guttural and loud as she gushes around the toy, wetness running down my fist and chin.
I release her hands, and they immediately fly to my hair. Her hand is shaking as she lightly holds me against her cunt as I lick up every drop of the release I caused.
I kiss her shaking pelvis and inner thigh.
“Watching you fall apart is my favorite thing.”
She’s panting and stroking my hair as she sighs dreamily.
“Take that thing off and come up here,” she says softly.
I grin, removing the jock and letting it clank against the floor.
“Bring the toy though,” she says. It’s covered in her, and I place it in her hand.
She examines it slightly as I crawl up the bed and on top of her. I kiss her and she licks into my mouth, tasting herself before whispering against my lips.
“Sit on my face.”
I bite her bottom lip before straddling her beautiful face, her curly pink hair splayed on my sheets. Before putting her mouth on me, she slides the toy against my clit and entrance. My pussy is already wet in anticipation and from watching her come. Butthe idea of her essence mixing with mine only makes me more eager for her.
She slides the toy inside of me, keeping it in place with one hand, before her lips wrap against my clit.
I love looking down at her like this, her bright pink eyes staring up at me as she eats me out. Her hand presses against the toy, rubbing it against that tender spot inside of me as she licks and sucks every inch of me.
My hands stroke down her face and grab the back of her curly hair as I press her face harder against my cunt.
“Such a good girl. Do you like how wet I get for you, sweet cupid? Fuck, you were made to eat pussy, weren’t you?”
She hums against my clit as I hold her head in place, taking what I want.
“Gods, you’re fucking beautiful,” I pant.
The toy is shifting inside of me as she sucks my clit between her plush lips and her tongue circles the needy bud. Juliet reaches up to squeeze my breast, and her thumb rubs against my peaked nipples.
My hips stutter against her face as she sucks hard, her eager-to-please eyes staring up at me.
“Right there, pretty girl. Fuck.”
She doesn’t stop for a single moment as I fall apart, listening to direction like the good cupid she is. I ride her face, reaching my release, my back arching and my stomach clenching from the sublime sensation.
My fingers loosen in her curls as I release her face and slide off her body. I roll to the side, taking the toy out of me as I look over at her.
I drag my thumb over her glistening chin and slide it between her lips.
