She is a goddess.
A dark, dangerous goddess hovering over me, offering me everything.
My cock throbs, a desperate, painful ache. My side is screaming, a counterpoint to the pulsing need in my groin. The two sensations war within me, pain and pleasure, a beautiful, agonizing torment.
And it's all because of her.
Her pussy is glistening, pink, and perfect. I can see the wetness of her arousal leaking from her, ready to be mopped up with my tongue. Her clit is a tight, hard bead of pleasure, begging for my attention.
I can smell her arousal, a sweet, musky scent that goes straight to my head and overwhelms my senses.
I have never seen anything more beautiful in my entire life.
I am a starving man, and she is a feast.
I forget the pain. I forget the danger. I forget everything but the woman above me and the gift she's giving me.
I reach up, my hands sliding up her thighs to cup her bottom. My thumb strokes her clit. A long, slow drag.
She shudders, her breath catching.
I don't wait any longer. I can't.
I pull her down and bury my face in her cunt.
The first taste of her is a revelation. I'm addicted on the first hit.
I could die happy right now, with this woman on my face, her thighs brushing my cheeks, and her taste on my tongue.
I have been in war zones. I have faced down death. I have looked into the abyss and had it look back at me.
Nothing. Nothing. Has ever been more potent than this.
This woman.
This moment.
This surrender.
My tongue flattens against her, and I lick a long, slow stripe from her entrance to her clit. She moans, a soft, broken sound that I feel vibrate through her entire body.
She's not holding back, even as she tries to stay quiet. Her hand flies out to find the pillow beside my head. Desperately, she grabs it and sets it on the top of the headboard, and then presses her face to it.
The sight of her trying to maintain control for me even while she's coming undone, for my sake, is another jolt of electricity.
I grip her hips and pull her tighter against my face, and I eat her like a man possessed.
I am not gentle.
I am starving.
I devour her. I want to get my fill of her. I want to know her taste. Know her body. Know her secrets.
I'm going to make her scream. I don't care who hears. Her brothers, her father, the whole damn mafia. They can all listen. I want them to know what I'm doing to her. What she is letting me do to her.
She is mine.
I wrap my lips around her clit and suck, hard.
