“So, fucking tight,” he said in my ear, working the length of his finger in and out of me as his palm applied pressure to my throbbing clit. It felt better than I’d ever been able to do on my own beneath the covers.
He added an additional finger, stretching me wider. It felt uncomfortable at first, the pressure building and merging into a pleasurable sensation.
He dropped to his knees then.
“What— what are you doing?”
“I want to taste you. Will you let me?” The light from the fire danced across his face as he looked up at me, begging to do what no man had ever done to me before.
“Yes,” I whispered.
He kissed the inside of my leg as he draped it across his shoulder, bringing my pussy closer to his face. His breath skated along my most sensitive area and my heart pounded wildly against my ribs, not knowing what to expect. No one had prepared me for this moment or what it would feel like. Marley was the only one who talked to me about this stuff, and even she wouldn’t go into much detail.
His mouth pressed against my clit as his fingers curled inside of me. Shadows exploded from my hands darkening the entire tunnel as pleasure ripped through my body.
“Holy fucking shit. Please don’t stop.” I begged.
Dex’s tongue licked around my clit.
“Aw fuck, you taste like nectar. So warm and delicious,” he said sucking my skin into his mouth. I trembled, feeling my knees buckle from how overwhelmed he made me feel. I felt so aware of every little touch and tremor, ready to detonate on his tongue at any moment.
“Come for me, Odessa. Come all over my tongue,” he demanded, removing his fingers and replacing them with his mouth.
I rode his face as his fingers dug into my sides. My legs quivered as I reached the pinnacle of my pleasure. He moved his hands and shoved his fingers back in and out of me, rolling his tongue over my clit again and again. Working me into a fervor of need, ready to combust.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me. I need you to come.”
I cried out as my orgasm washed over my entire body, shooting down my spine and erupting over every nerve. Shadows danced all around us, darkening the already dim space.
I could barely hold myself upright as my body shuddered involuntarily.
He let my leg down, and kissed up the length of my inner thighs, then to my stomach and up my neck.
“Dex,” I moaned, smelling my orgasm on him. It was erotic and heady, knowing that I’d just come all over his face. “I don’t want to die before I have a chance to know what it’s like to be with someone who wants me. Please, I want to feel everything, and I want to feel it with you.”
His head rested against the wall.
“Are you sure?” He asked. His length was pressing into my stomach, letting me know just how much he’d enjoyed getting me off.
“Yes, I’m sure. Please, Dex.”
“You don’t have to beg me for something that’s already yours, princess.”
“Princess?”
He smiled, dragging his hands up my body and cupping my breasts in his hands.
“You feel like a princess to me.”
“Have you felt many princesses?”
He chuckled. “Jealous looks good on you.”
“I’m not?—”
“Ah, yeah. You totally were.”
“Fine. Now shut up and fuck me so hard that I forget my name.”
