“Will you scream?”
His tongue penetrated again, destroying every last wall and filling up every remaining crevice inside me. I became whole as his groans vibrated against my slippery flesh, the physicality of sex turning into an emotional reward the longer he licked.
Pleasure built and built andbuiltas his rhythmic sucking destroyed me.
“Scream, Nila.” Two fingers suddenly replaced his tongue, spearing deep, tearing my orgasm from eager into existence.
I had no choice.
I came.
And came.
Andcame.
Two fingers became three, twisting me open, dragging far more pleasure than I thought possible.
I rocked and thrashed and screamed.
I screamed for Jethro. For our future. For every day of our lives unwritten.
“Fuck.” Jethro’s five o’clock shadow sandpapered my inner thighs as he granted me such a delicious release. “Again.”
Every inch of me burned and tingled. “There’s no way.”
Jethro took my denial as a challenge. “There is a way.” He blew hot air over my swollen pussy. The warm breeze did nothing to temper raw and throbbing nerves.
My legs trembled to close. I wanted to rest. Ineededto rest.
The tip of his tongue licked my folds, granting tenderness after a feral finishing. “You will come again. You’ll come as many times as I command. After all, tonight is our wedding night, and I love watching you come apart. I love knowing I bring you pleasure. I love hearing you pant and moan. I love the way your cunt clutches my fingers as if afraid I’d ever leave you.”
His three fingers slowly moved in and out of me, spreading my wetness, forcing my body to spindle into another climb.
He didn’t rush me this time, taking every second and stretching them until my satedness gave way to hunger. The steady gathering made me breathless, my body tightening and quickening under his erotic conducting.
“Come for me.”
My toes curled as he increased his pressure, but I wanted something more.
“I can’t...I need—”
“What do you need?”
I rocked my hips, giving myself over to the creature he’d made me. “I need your cock. I need you riding me. I need to feel you claim me completely.”
His teeth nipped my clit, a rumbling growl spilling from his mouth.
“I need you to come with me, Kite.”
In an effortless move, he leapt from knees to feet. His cock was a javelin, proud and hard, while his slacks hung precariously on his hips.
His face set into a sexual scowl; his eyes demonic with need as his fingers grabbed my arse and arched my spine. His features set into stone, skin lashed over bone far too handsome for my heart. His golden eyes glowed with grey shadows, dilating with the need to break all boundaries, embrace every want and no longer limit himself with control.
He’d made me come. He’d ensured my body would accept his size with no hardship. He wouldn’t hold back.
I didn’twanthim to hold back.
My mind segmented. Part of me paid attention to this incredible man about to fuck me and part turned animalistic. Spreading my legs, I welcomed him closer.
