I almost convulsed when he got on the mattress with me, grabbing me by the leg and tugging me into him.My tits bounced with the movement.
“Fuck, those are gorgeous,” he groaned, gazing at the thick pink buds that tipped my perky full tits.
His lips crushed mine, hard, merciless, making me moan.I pushed myself into him, desperate for some friction.He growled when my clothed pussy brushed against his massive erection.Then his fingers found my throat, squeezing so hard until I couldn’t breathe, and I just allowed myself to drown in his torturous kisses.
My back hit the mattress, and he worked his lips down my body, tugging at my nipples and leaving a trail of heat in his path.
I arched, wanting to meet his mouth everywhere he touched.His fingers found the hem of my thong, and he dragged it down, discarding it somewhere I couldn’t care less about.
“Damien, oh—fuck!”
I jerked as he cupped my pussy, pinching my clit.
“You are soaking wet, Red,” he murmured thickly.
“Please.”
His fingers glided up and down my messy folds.He was torturously patient, dangling what I wanted right before me but never giving it to me.I could feel my arousal creaming the sheets, messing everywhere up.
“Spread those legs wider, or you won’t be getting anything,” he threatened.
As I obliged, Damien knelt between my legs like he was about to worship at my altar.His eyes were dark and hungry.His hair was a tousled mess atop his head, and the dim lights in the room hit his tattoo from all angles.
He looked like a god.
My legs were hooked around his neck, and he dove in without hesitation, licking my folds and taunting my clit with his lips.
“Argh...”I whimpered.
His fingers crossed over to my hip, gliding over it like he wanted to memorize every detail.He locked me in place and ruined me with his tongue, darting all around my dripping pussy until I strangled him with my thighs.
I tossed my head backward, my toes curling tightly.
“Please—please, oh, God.That feels so good,” I moaned hard as he thrusted his tongue into me.
The way his tongue lapped at my pussy was nothing short of ruthless.He devoured me as unfeelingly as he looked.My moans hiked higher, echoing through the four walls of the vast room.I tried to keep it down, worried that the maids might hear us.But he wouldn’t let me.
Damien loved me screaming and writhing beneath him.He got off on it.His growls thickened in intensity every time a hoarse cry left my lips.
My knees were shaking.My legs turned to jelly.When I couldn’t get enough, I arched off the bed, thrusting my pussy in his face, wanting more of what he had to offer.
“Damien!”
“Fuck, I love it when you say my name.”
His long, veiny hand reached up, tugging at my buds before he wrapped his fingers around my neck, choking me and pinning me to the mattress.
“There ...oh, there...”My voice came out so thin and strangled because of the pressure he added to my throat.
His mouth was ruining me.He rendered me helpless, and I loved it.When I thought I couldn’t get wetter, every time he ate me out, I felt myself drip for him even more.
“Please...I-I can’t-I need to come.”I choked on a soft sob.
Damien didn’t listen.He feasted on me like he had been starved of me for so long.My abdomen knotted so tightly, my vision dulled.My orgasm ripped through me like an electrocuting force, stiffening me to a spot until all I could do was scream my lungs out as I came all over his tongue.
I whimpered, trembling as he lapped up all my juices.
Damien’s head peeked up.My cheeks went up in flames as my eyes landed on the creamy substance smearing the sides of his mouth.
