“Every fucking drop,” he muttered against me in a muffled voice, his breath hot on my sensitive skin.
He licked deeper, and his tongue thrust inside me, scooping out every bit of my release. I moaned, my hips jerking back, pushing against his face, the sensation overwhelming as my clit throbbed from the attention.
His tongue didn’t stop there.
He moved higher, circling my ass and teasing the tight ring of muscle with soft, wet flicks that made me whimper and my body tense before I melted under his touch.
“Matty—” I gasped in a breaking voice. He just growled, though, one hand gripping my hip to hold me still while the other spread me wider. His tongue pressed harder, breaching me, licking into my ass as he tasted…claimed every inch.
The pleasure was intense and perfect as he continued to devour me, sucking and licking until I was screaming into the pillow.
“Fuck, you taste so good everywhere,” he groaned, pulling back just enough to speak as his lips brushed my skin. He slid his fingers inside me, curling deep to scoop out more of my slick so he could feed it back into his mouth.
He went back to my ass, licking harder, his fingers thrusting in and out of my core. The sensations were making me sob with pleasure as I pushed my hips against his face, desperate for more.
He ate me out like he was possessed, tongue and fingers working together, cleaning every drop, and leaving my body a mess of need and overstimulation.
“Gonna fill that mouth now,” he grunted, finally pulling away. His face was shiny with my cum as he slammed his dick back inside me, the new angle making me scream.
I fisted the sheets as his hands gripped my ass, spreading me open again as he pounded into me. The piercing dragged against my walls and somehow hit new spots.
The bed shook violently, my breasts bouncing against the sheets, my moans muffled into the pillow as his balls slapped against my clit with every stroke and sent me spiraling toward another edge.
I desperately met every thrust, taking him as deep as I could.
“Matty—please,” I begged brokenly. It was like I was on fire as another orgasm built fast.
He reached around and found my clit, rubbing in tight, ruthless circles as his other hand tangled in my hair, pulling my head back so I arched for him.
“Come again,” he ordered. “I want you soaking me one more time before I feed you my cum.”
His fingers pressed harder, his cock relentless, and I was gone again, my walls clamping down, another wave of slick gushing out that soaked us both.
The edges of my vision went hazy…but he didn’t stop, fucking me through it, his growls mixing with my cries.
His pace only faltered as he neared his edge.
“I’m coming in that pretty mouth,” he snarled as he pulled out at the last second and flipped me onto my back with a rough tug.
“Open,” he ordered as he fisted his cock.
I did, opening wide with my tongue out, desperate for him. I reached for his thighs so I could pull him closer.
He came with a roar…thick ropes shooting straight onto my tongue, my lips, dripping down my chin, some hitting my cheeks, my neck, my breasts.
I swallowed greedily, the taste of him flooding me, salty and thick. My obsession flared as I licked every drop I could reach, my fingers scooping what landed on my face and sucking them clean with a moan as my eyes locked on his.
I wanted him to know how much I needed it. How much I craved him.
He collapsed beside me and pulled me into his arms. Our bodies were a mess of sweat and cum and my release.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he murmured, kissing my hair and my neck, his hands roaming my skin as he traced the mess he’dmade. He smeared it across my breasts and my stomach like he was marking me all over again.
I curled into him, my body spent but buzzing.
His taste was on my tongue.
His cum was drying on my skin, inside me…everywhere.
