Biting back a grin, he slowly runs his hands up my legs, both of my calves, then my thighs, bringing the silk material of the skirt up with them. Rather than taking it off, he lifts it up around my waist, and it’s honestly so hot, I’m already shaking.
“Oh, baby…” He purrs, dark eyes set on my panties. “Look at you in these little panties…” He runs his fingers along the material, very gently. Just a quick brush, but it sends a vicious quiver through me. “So sweet, I want a taste. Can I see from behind?”
Nodding, I spin to let him look at my ass in the panties. Peeking over my shoulder, I’m watching him lust over my butt, dropping plush kisses on the swell.
“Fuck, pajarita.” He traces the panty line with his tongue. “I want to rip these off with my teeth, dirty girl…”
“Mmff,” I whine, eyes rolling back as he kisses my thighs, my cheeks, around my hip…
Then before I know what’s happening, he’s turning me back around and lifting me.
“Hang on to the bars, baby girl,” he rasps, holding me up effortlessly on his shoulders, his face growing closer to my crotch.
Like an instinct, I’m trying to keep my thighs pressed together, because I’m not really tucked in place or anything. These panties definitely don’t hold it down. But Ivory is opening my legs wider, and I can feel it…
“I’m… um, baby, I…” I don’t even know what I’m trying to say. My cheeks are on fire, my lids drooping.
“Shh… No stresses, beautiful.” He kisses over my knee, trailing his lips up my inner thigh. “If anything feels uncomfortable just tell me to stop, or pull my hair… or punch me. Honestly, whatever feels right in the moment, follow you’re heart.”
I laugh, breathy and ragged, flinching when he gets a tickling spot, close to the apex of my thighs. “Mmm maybe not the hair pulling. I might wanna yank on it, but I definitely don’t want that to make you stop.”
He rumbles one of his sexy chuckles, and I’mthrobbing. “God, you are so fucking sexy.”
His breath warms me as he grips my thighs in both of his hands, holding them apart while holding me up. My right arm is above my head, clutching the brass bar of the cell, but the other is in his silky hair, combing fingers through it already.
If I fall, I fall. This feels too good to care.
But honestly, I don’t think he’ll let me fall.
I don’t think he wants to let me go…
A needy hum vibrates into me, his mouth moving between my thighs. He nuzzles me over my panties, kissing. Even just that has me going out of my mind. I’m so worried I’ll come too fast, but I can’t help it. This is insane.
“I’m desperate right now, love,” he pants with his mouth all over me. “So hungry…”
“L-lick,” I shiver. “P-please, lick me…”
“You want me to lick your pussy, baby?”
Holy motherfuck… yes.
That is hot. Good God, yes, that’s what I want.
“Fffuck, Ivory…” I mewl, so dizzy I don’t even know where I am.
And he’s determined, just holding me in place and running his tongue along the shape in my panties.
I jerk and leak. I can feel it happening, but it’s so arousing, I’m tingling all over.
“Oh… baby,” I sob when he does it again, licking me over my panties while I shiver and quake.
“God fuck yes,” he groans on me, licking more. “Good girl… You like how Diablo eats your little pussy out?”
“Fffuuuck…yes,” is all I can say while he keeps going, and doesn’t stop.
Licking and lapping, deeper and hungrier. Gripping me, holding me open and eating me alive. I’m not even worriedabout my legs anymore. In fact, I’m spreading wider and wider, holding his face in between my legs.
I might be suffocating him a little, but I’m sure he’s fine.
