With her top gone, only a black bra covered her. I didn’t break eye contact as my palms slid along her torso, over her sides, and onto her back where I unclasped the bra and removed it, too. I could see the desperate need to cover herself warring with the need to keep going. Her entire face and chest turned red with what had to be embarrassment.
“What are you feeling?” I asked, running my hands over her shoulders and down her chest where I squeezed each breast.
She let out a shaky sigh and answered in a small voice, “Scared.”
“How about we change that to something good?” Smirking, I ordered, “Straddle my face.”
Her eyes widened. Her lips parted, but no words came out. As much as I loved staring at that mouth and picturing my cock plunging in and out of it, I wanted to putmymouth to work. I laid my head back on the couch cushion and patted the plush leather on either side of my head.
“Knees here, Star.Now. Before I get impatient and make you.”
The warning laced in my voice must’ve knocked some sense into her, because she slowly stood. I tracked her every movement hungrily, watching as she stood in front of me. Her perfect tits and luscious curves looked amazing completely naked, and I made no attempt at hiding my appreciative sweep of her naked flesh. My dick was thick and ached in my sweatpants, and her own attention seemed to fixate on the way my cock stood out in the material.
I wasn’t sure if seeing my obvious physical reaction to her naked body gave her the boost to move or if it was because of the threat in my tone. But finally, she bit her lip and stepped out from between my legs to climb over me. I smiled and leaned back again as she braced a knee on either side of my head and held herself up on the back of the couch.
The smell of her arousal and earlier orgasm was fresh, and I inhaled deeply to savor the sweet, decadent smell. My mouth instantly watered, and my dick twitched. I groaned and reached up to grab her hips, yanking her lower. She gasped and spread her legs wider so that her pussy sat right against my face. Her breath hitched, and a wave of desire rushed through her body, teasing my Incubus senses.
I looked up without moving my head and found her head bent forward so that she could watch me. I grinned wider, even though she couldn’t see my mouth from between her pussy. My tongue darted out and dragged through her wet seam, and her mouth fell open on a hard moan as I teased her sensitive clit. My grip tightened on her hips so that she couldn’t get away, and my gaze stayed trained on her face, which shuttered in pleasure as my tongue kept running through her middle and over that hard nub between her thighs.
“D-Dante, please,” she begged. Her knuckles turned white from how hard she gripped the back of the couch, and whether she meant to or not, she ground her pussy against my mouth and tongue to the pace at which I flicked it. “Dante, it’s—please! Dante, it’s too much.”
Poor girl didn’t even realize this was just the beginning. The torment I intended to act out was barely starting.
“You taste amazing, Star,” I groaned before dragging my tongue through her center again. “I’ve never tasted someone so delicious. Give me more, baby. Ride my face like you want to.”
Her breath was choppy, and her eyes had gone hazy with the threat of closing. But the lust, the unrelenting fire of ecstasy burning at her core, had taken root. She couldn’t escape its claws now. Eager to feel another release, she let her body lean into me and my hold. She angled her hips lower and wider so that I had better access to her clit.
“What a good fucking girl you are,” I praised before diving in.
Her moans filled the room as my tongue worked around her clit. I released one hip to pull my arm between our bodies, and while I continued watching every little expression she made, I drug two fingers through her crease before pushing those into her tight cunt. The new sensation made her shudder and groan in awe. I grinned between her legs and pushed the digits in and out of her to the same pace my tongue moved.
She was getting close to another breaking point. I added a third finger to the two and picked up my pace at which I finger-fucked her and flicked her clit. Her arms shook where they held herself up on the back of the couch, and her hips sank even lower over my face. She tried to keep them lifted, probably afraid of smothering me, but I just used my free hand to pull her down harder onto my face.
Let me suffocate.
Let me breathe in only her essence and glistening cunt.
The only way I wanted to exist was with my face between her thighs.
She detonated, throwing her head back on a low moan. Her body shook and slumped as her orgasm raced through her, and I didn’t miss a single drop of that sweet release that coated her cunt. I sucked and licked it up, savoring the pure, sweetness on my tongue, as well as the blinding, fresh one now swarming my gut.
But if she thought we were done, she was mistaken.
Before she could gather herself, I slid down to get out from between her thighs. I turned around and wrapped my arms around her waist, hauling her against my front. She gasped as I placed her on her back on the carpet between the couch and coffee table. Her knees closed and pulled up in an effort to conceal herself. She stared at me where I rested on my knees above her naked body. I shoved my sweatpants down to free mystraining cock, and her eyes doubled in size as I fisted the shaft and rubbed at the precum gathered on the tip.
“Open up for me, baby,” I rasped.
Charged tension shuttered between us. She slowly opened her legs, revealing every inch of her naked, tatted torso and legs to my eyes.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” I hissed as I settled between her legs. The head of my dick pressed against her entrance. “Say it. Say you’re beautiful.”
“I—I’m beautiful.”
I plunged my dick inside her with one hard thrust. She threw her head back and breathed hard as I bottomed out inside of her. Her pussy was tight and clenched around me, nearly driving me mad with the need to claim her hard and fast. But I gave her a moment to get accustomed to the size of me. Bradley certainly hadn’t compared. Forcing myself to go easy on her, I drew out and pushed back in slowly.
“That’s right,” I groaned. I gripped her hip with one hand and ran the other over her stomach and between her breasts where the moon phase tattoo adorned her skin. “You’re fucking beautiful. Do you feel how much I want you, Star? Feel how much I love what I see?”
My name fell from her lips on a whimper of pleasure as I picked up the pace, my hips moving quick and shallow before growing harder and deeper. Her hands fisted the carpet beneath her while her heels dug into my ass, urging me to give her more. So that was exactly what I did. I let her body tell me when it was ready, and with a husky chuckle, I gripped the back of her thighs and pushed her legs back toward her chest while rising up on my knees.
