And it’s the sweetest kind of fucking torture to be at her beck and call.
The chocolate melts between us as my tongue lavishes hers with attention. She tries to battle for control, and it’s adorable. The little sounds slipping from her and the way she keeps trying to take the candy from my mouth only add fuel to the fire erupting in me. Before she can take it from me, I rise and sit back on my thighs.
She gives me a sour expression. “I almost had it…”
I chuckle. “Yeah, too bad. This stuff is pretty good. I think I want more.”
Her brow furrows before I grip behind her knees and shove her legs back. She yelps at the sudden shift in position and at how open she is to me. Her poor, red lacy panties are a mess with her arousal, and my mouth waters at the sight.
“What are you doing?” She asks, curiosity winning over her trepidation.
Darkness curls around me as I stare at her perfect pussy. There’s so much I want to do, like watch her take the hilt of my fucking pocket knife like the good girl I know she is, but we have all the time in the world.
And right now?
I really want more of this chocolate.
I bracket an arm across her legs as I break off another piece of the treat. She watches with wide, confused eyes as I wedge the chocolate between her folds until it fits snugly.
“Wait!” She gasps as I brush it over her clit. With her body temperature, it’ll begin to melt if I’m not quick enough.
Not that I have a problem with that.
“There’s no waiting, Thorn,” I smirk as I toss the rest of the candy aside and ease down until my mouth hovers over her cunt. I spit on her forcefully, enjoying how she tenses. “Now, let me enjoy my treat.”
I dive in, wasting no time as I lap hungrily at her pussy. The chocolate mixes with the heady taste of her arousal, and it’s fucking addictive.
I could smother myself with her.
Sometimes I have good ideas.
I grab her, causing her to choke on her moan as I flip us over until she’s riding my face. Her knees hit the deck on either side of my head, and I squeeze her hips as I grind her onto my face.
She gasps, her hands flying to my hair as her eyes screw shut in ecstasy. Her plump lips fall open, and a garbled moan crests past them.
“Talk me through it, pretty girl,” I command, my voice muffled as her core slicks against my mouth. “Tell me whatfeels good, and I’ll give you more.”
Every lap of her is like sweetness-induced divinity. I can’t help myself as I nudge her forward and dip a finger into her, stretching her tight cunt further. She’s soft and warm, and the way she grips my digit has my cock throbbing with the need to bury it until she feels me in her fucking throat.
“Oh!” She shouts breathlessly as I swipe my tongue in a circle around her clit. “Right there! Fuck!”
Her hips grind down on me as she takes her pleasure, but I know she won’t reach it. Not with what I have planned.
She clenches around me, her body begging for something I can’t wait to rip away. When I know she’s close, and she begins to spasm around my finger as her rhythm becomes sloppy, I yank my hand away before lifting her hips until she hovers over my face.
“Nooo!” She elongated in agony, staring down at me with betrayal cracking across her face.
I smirk as I taunt her from below. “Nooo! Please, Kairo!”
Her mouth screws up. “Fuck you!”
“You will soon enough, Thorn.” I chide. “Can you ask me nicely to cum?”
She’s at war with herself, wanting to curse me out while also still wanting her release. She seems to pick the latter as she visibly wilts over me. “Please, Kairo.”
“Ride my face, beautiful.” I muse as I ease her back down until she almost smothers me.
“Can you breathe?” She asks hesitantly, lifting herself a little.
