Chapter 38
Every goddamn part of Violette Taylor is perfect. Just like I always knew it would be. Her skin beneath my hands, the softest dip at her waist before her full tits rise and fall as she breathes in little pants. Her pebbled pink nipples on display and begging for my mouth. I can’t touch her in enough places all at once. She’s fucking glorious, hovering over me with her sweet, soaking pussy against my tongue.
She cries out as I pull her down by her hips, roughly. I can feel her tense like she’s hesitant to sit, but I’m stronger.
“ No, you sit, all the way down,” I tell her before my tongue licks a firm trail up her slit. She instantly relaxes and does what she’s told, letting me pull her down onto my face. I groan as I breathe her in, this time I'm not letting up.
“Mmm, fuck, I’ll be either eating or fucking this pretty cunt until you’re wrung out and begging for me to stop.” My words are the only warning I give her before I bury my face between her legs.
“Fuck!” she cries out as I squeeze her thighs tight.
I close my eyes and live in the taste of her, sucking her clit into my mouth. It takes all of a minute of me tongue fucking her pussy for her legs to shake violently. The sounds she’s making already have me hard as a rock again and ready to fuck.
“Good girl, Vi, make me messy,” I command just as she falls apart.
Violette cries out and grips the headboard, rolling her hips, quaking above me. She could suffocate me right now and I’d be okay to die, my face buried as deep as possible between her legs.
“So fucking sweet,” I groan into her as she soaks my face. I lap up every drop of her, I can’t get enough. I’m addicted to her pussy after just one hit.
“That was like…a religious experience,” she mutters, coming down.
“As long as I’m the one offering you salvation, I’m good with that.”
I lift her off of me and flip her easily down on the bed so I’m hovering over her. She looks up at me like she thought we might be done. I chuckle then gently kiss her lips, lingering there long enough for her to taste herself on me.
“Ready for the next one now?” I ask gruffly.
She kisses me back, wrapping her legs around my waist, already wanting more.
Guess that’s a yes.
“Attagirl.” I grip her thigh and lose myself to her tight soaking pussy, making good on my promise, worshiping every part of her until the sun begins to rise.