Chapter 26 #2
I let out a chuckle, loving how reactive she is, how desperate I’ve managed to make her in only a matter of minutes.
I hold her hip with one hand and slide the other one up her shirt as I dive back down and finally give her what she wants.
My tongue is flat and soft as I lick her perfect pussy in soft, slow strokes, and fuck, she’s even sweeter than I imagined.
I let out a moan, keeping my movements torturously slow and deliberate as I let her adjust to the sensation. My cock is growing harder and harder by the second.
“Jesus, baby, your pussy tastes so fucking sweet.” I palm her breast, loving the way her legs instinctively wrap around my head. I fucking love watching her lose control.
I deepen the pressure, giving her exactly what she wants, then switch it up, twisting my tongue over her clit until she’s whimpering and clawing at my neck.
“Please. Please. Please,” she cries, breathless and desperate. I’m not even sure she knows what she’s begging for, but fuck if I don’t feel my chest swell with pride all the same. I know she’s close now, so I decide to take things to the next level.
“Look at you begging me to make you come,” I tease.
“Such a fucking whore, aren’t you, princess?
” I dive back down, this time turning my face so that my tongue flicks her clit side to side.
She lets out another high-pitched cry, and I wince as her fingernails slice the back of my neck like razor blades.
I fucking love it. I fucking love knowing that I’m the reason that she’s losing all control, and that I’ll no doubt have the scars to prove it.
“You want me to make you come on my tongue like a fucking slut? Is that it?”
“Yes,” she pleads, her legs already quivering in anticipation. Her body is a live wire, and she’s right there, right on the edge.
I reach up and slide my finger to her mouth, and she slowly parts her lips, her warm, wet tongue circling my finger. Images of her taking me in her mouth flood my mind, and before I know it, I’m so fucking turned on that I have to pull away before I blow a load in my pants right there.
I line my finger up with her entrance as I flick my tongue across her clit, and on her next inhale, I slowly slide it inside.
Her moan is drowned out by my own as her pussy clenches around my finger—so fucking tight I’m still wondering how I even managed to fit my cock inside of her. She’s soaked, practically dripping, and I swear it takes everything in me not to lose it right then.
I start to move slow and deep, curling my finger upward until I find that spot that makes her hips jerk. I knead her with my fingers, stroking her exactly how she wants it as I drag her right back to the edge.
Her eyes grow wide, and I don’t give her time to recover as I add another finger, continuing to stroke her as my tongue moves over her clit in slow, steady circles.
I can feel her orgasm building inside her as her limbs begin to quiver and her back arches higher. Her labored breathing growing choppy and frantic.
“You want me to finally let you come, princess?”
“Yes! Please, Luka. Don’t stop,” she cries out.
I wet my lips as a wolfish smile breaks over my face. “Then you’re going to have to beg…”
My mouth crashes back down over her clit, sucking and licking with ruthless determination as my fingers pump inside her. I don’t let up, coaxing wave after wave until she’s shaking, her body convulsing as pleasure rips through her like a live wire.
“Oh, God. Please. Please. Please, Luka. Please!” She cries out as her first orgasm hits, her pussy clenching my fingers like a vice grip as I keep stroking her through it.
“That’a girl. You sound so pretty begging like a whore,” I croon, but when her orgasm finally falls off, I don’t stop. Instead, I keep up the motion with my fingers and bury my face in her pussy for more.
“Oh. Oh God. Oh yes,” she cries out a minute later, her fingernails digging into my back as she claws at me like she’s trying to hold on as her second powerful orgasm crests.
There’s a grin on my face as I eat her pussy, and it’s not just from the sounds she’s making, though they’re addictive as hell.
It’s her taste, sweet and warm, and all fucking mine.
Genuinely, Scout’s pussy is the best fucking thing I’ve ever tasted.
Like I told her before, this is just as much of a treat for me as it is for her.
When I feel her muscles tense and her breathing grows faster, I know the next wave is about to hit, so I maintain my rhythm as I bring her back to the top of the cliff.
I’ve all but forgotten about the horror movie playing in the background as the sounds of my heartbeat and Scout’s breathless pants fill the silence in the room.
Her body’s coated in a thin layer of sweat, hair falling loose from what’s left of her messy bun, cheeks flushed, and glasses sitting crooked on her nose.
She looks hot as hell and as if she has been fucked within an inch of her life.
It’s one of the prettiest sights I’ve ever seen, and I can’t believe I’m the lucky bastard who gets to witness it firsthand.
“Luka… I don’t know if I can,” she pleads, shaking her head like the pleasure’s too much to take.
“Oh, I’m sorry, princess. Did you forget?” I croon. “This is your punishment for lying to me.”
Her eyes fly open, and I see the look of fear when realization sinks in.
I give her a wink and yank her body closer as I continue my feast and enjoy every second of it. It doesn’t take long before she’s a blubbering mess, my little fiend already chasing another high.
“That’s it, baby.” I reach up and pinch her nipple, and she lets out a surprised gasp. “Fuck my face and make yourself come like the needy whore you are.”
Just as I feel her walls start to flutter around me, I slide my fingers out in one smooth motion and slip them into her mouth. My mouth stays locked on her pussy as I coax one final orgasm from her quivering body.
A satisfied smile spreads across my face as I climb back up to sit beside her, helping her back into her pajama shorts.
She blinks up at me dreamy-eyed and boneless, and I almost laugh when she reaches for my zipper.
She can barely keep her eyes open after what I just put her through.
I don’t know where she thinks she’s going to find the energy to return the favor.
That’s not what tonight was about anyway. Tonight was about her. About showing her just how far I like to take things and her taking every bit of it, then giving me exactly what I didn’t know I needed in return.
As I stare down at the woman who’s always been my dream girl, I can officially confirm what I’ve always suspected… She’s my perfect match.
The high-pitched music grows louder, dragging my attention back to the movie. “Oh shit, I fucking hate this part.” I tug her closer, grinning as her laugh spills all around me, wrapping around my heart like a warm blanket. “Get your ass over here and hold me.”
And just like that, we fall back into the same comfortable rhythm as before.