The thought hits me like a bullet.
My cock inside her.
The sounds she'd make.
If she screams like this from my tongue, what will she do when I'm buried to the hilt? When I'm stretching her open? When I'm fucking her hard?
I groan against her pussy.
The vibration makes her cry out.
"Please," she gasps. "Please, please, please?—"
She doesn't even know what she's begging for.
I do.
I know exactly what she needs.
My tongue finds her clit again. I flick it. Fast. Relentless.
Her screams turn into something else. Higher. More desperate.
I don't let up.
I lick her harder. Faster. My fingers dig into her hips hard enough to bruise.
"Come," I growl against her. "Come for me, Marina."
She shatters.
Her scream echoes off the walls. Her body convulses. Her pussy pulses against my tongue as she comes apart.
I don't stop.
I lick her through it. Every wave. Every aftershock. I drink down everything she gives me until she's shaking so hard she can barely stand.
"Stop," she gasps. "I can't—I can't?—"
I give her one last long lick.
Then I pull back.
Marina's legs give out.
I catch her before she hits the floor. Pull her down onto my lap on the couch.
She's boneless. Trembling. Her head falls against my shoulder.
I hold her.
Just hold her.
My cock is so hard it hurts. Pressed against her thigh. Throbbing with every heartbeat.
But I don't move.
I just breathe her in.
