“Wow,” I murmured under my breath, my gaze sweeping over her body.
For a moment there, I considered stepping away, thinking I was unworthy to be her first. She was too innocent to be ruined by a man like me. So perhaps leaving her untouched might be the right call.
However, on second thought, the desire in those stormy blue eyes hinted at her arousal. It was as clear as crystal that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Backing off now would only leave us both frustrated and hungry for each other.
She was horny as fuck; it was written all over her face. Not to mention, she actually placed my hand back on her panties, refusing to let me back off. What other signs could be stronger than these?
The longing in her eyes fanned the flames of my desire, and in that instant, all I wanted to do was brand her as mine. The mere thought of another man’s hands on her before or after me infuriated me. Eva was mine, and I was going to carve my name on her heart.
I rolled the tip of my fingers over her wet panties and watched her react to my touch. Her legs parted by a fraction as she held my gaze while biting her lower lip. Her back arched against the wall, a quiet moan falling from her mouth.
My fingers worked their magic over the surface of her panties, her soft purrs driving me nuts. When I leaned in again, she reclaimed my lips, allowing the deep kiss to muffle her moans.
I shifted her panties to the side and slid in the tip of my middle finger. She tipped her head back, releasing a soft cry that shook every nerve in my body.
“Did it hurt?” I whispered in her face.
“A little,” she replied with the same tone.
“Allow me to ease that pain.”
I began by kissing her forehead, then her lips, all the way to the nape of her neck. My palms fondled her breasts over the fabric of the towel around her body. I could easily take it off and feed my eyes with her nakedness. But no. Not now.
Her breath ceased when I dropped to my knees before her, hands traveling up and down her thighs. I looked up to find her staring down at me, her chest heaving with anticipation.
“Relax,” I murmured, lifting the hem of her towel. My hands found the waistband of her panties, and with a slow tug, I pulled them down her thighs.
I sniffed them, savoring the scent of her arousal before tossing them aside. Her teeth grazed her lower lip, and her eyes widened just before I dipped my head underneath the hem of her towel.
I lifted her left leg and placed her foot gently on my shoulder as my face found her shaved pussy. I kissed her clit, sucking gently on it while caressing her ass.
Her body trembled, and her legs shook in reaction to my touch. By the time my tongue parted her folds, a sudden gasp tore through her lips. “Fuck.”
She loved it.
Good.
In a moment, I began eating her cunt and sucking her juice. My moves were slow and deliberate—reverent. It was her first time, so the plan was to make it as pleasurable as possible.
My God! She smelled good down there and tasted even better. I could eat that pussy all day long and never get tired, especially with those soft purrs teasing my senses.
I licked her plate clean, savoring the sweetness of her nectar in my mouth. The feeling was electric, and judging by her moans, I’d say she was enjoying every bit of what I was doing.
“Demyon…” she whispered, her voice dripping with desire.
The sound of my name on her lips only fueled my passion, and I kept eating and eating and eating.
I felt her muscles relaxing the more I ate her pussy, her tension dissipating into thin air. Her body was adjusting to my actions, and with each passing second, her moans drove me closer to the edge.
“What’re you doing to me, Demyon?” she whimpered, her leg on my shoulder trembling in ecstasy.
I flicked the tip of my tongue rapidly over her clit while parting her folds with my thumb.
“Oh, my goodness!” Her hands found my head, fingers caressing my scalp as if rewarding my work. “You’re killing me softly.”
I felt her back arch against the wall, and soon, her body began writhing over it. I kept eating with practiced ease, trying out every technique I’d learned over the years.
She pressed my head deeper between her legs as if unable to get enough of me. I focused on her clitoris, dancing around it with my tongue as her body responded to this stimulation.
