Chapter 79
Caterina
I set up the mirror in front of my bed as Harlow positioned herself to make sure we could angle it perfectly.
When the angle was perfect, Harlow shimmied out of the bed and quickly removed her clothes as I took my spot.
She wanted this moment to be hers, and I was her humble servant.
Harlow could take anything and everything she needed from me.
Harlow got comfortable between my spread legs as she looked at us in the mirror. “I think when I am okay enough, I want to ride your face.”
“Whatever you need.”
“Are you really okay with this? You’re not getting off.”
I kissed her cheek. “Mia vita, I am pleased enough by watching you and helping you. I don’t need an orgasm when I can watch you.”
She slowly moved her fingers down her torso, dipping between her thighs.
Harlow rubbed delicate circles over her needy clit.
She sunk into me, her eyes on mine in the mirror as her mouth dropped.
Her free hand grabbed my left hand, placing it on her thigh before she did the same with the other.
It was her way of telling me to touch her without speaking.
“That’s it, mia vita.” She moaned with my praises, so I kept going. “Look at how perfect you are.”
Harlow was a goddess—a warrior. I loved watching her take her power back.
I could see the glimmer of fear, but she was so overcome with pleasure she was giving herself, and my God, it was my favorite sight to see.
She looked up at me, her lips parted as she was desperately trying to find my lips.
I let her kiss me, desperation on her tongue as she devoured my lips.
The world fell away as our lips painted an eternity of love on a canvas.
I never knew how poetic or artistic kissing could be until it was the two of us, pressed together creating a masterpiece with our souls.
I pulled away, our breaths mingling as our chests heaved.
“Holy hell,” she breathed. “Lay down now. Please.”
“Mmm, getting demanding, huh?” I teased as I fell back, adjusting my hair. “If you need me to stop, say T-Rex or just say stop.”
Harlow straddled my chest, looking down at me. “You can do what you need. I think I’ll be okay.”
“Don’t force it. I will stop if you need me to.”
“It’s okay. I love you. Thank you for being patient with me.”
“I love you. Now sit on your throne, mia vita.”
I wrapped my hands around her thighs as she lowered herself and dragged my tongue through her pretty pink folds.
I was gentle, exploring her like it was our first time.
When I teased her, she moved her hips against my face, a cute whimper falling from her lips.
I peered up at her as she was watching me, her arms on the headboard.
I flicked her clit with my tongue, and she groaned in annoyance.
“Caterina, please.”
There we go. I would not ignore the pleas of an angel.
My tongue lapped at her core like a starved woman, and she started to grind against my face. I let her take what she needed as I worked my tongue with her movements. My pace picked up as I devoured her. Sweet little ohs escaped Harlow’s lips as she got closer and closer to tipping over the edge.
Her thighs started to quiver as I scraped my teeth against her clit. I latched my lips around her, sucking hard and causing the sexiest husky groan to fall from her lips as her back arched and her thighs held me in a vise. My name fell from her lips as I lapped up her sweet euphoria.
She collapsed next to me, her body still coming down from its high. “I think I died and went to heaven.” Harlow laughed.
I smirked, crushing her body with mine. “I’ll never know salvation, but I kiss heaven when I touch your lips.” And then my lips were on hers in a devastatingly sinful kiss.
She pulled away, pressing her forehead to mine. “These lips or the other ones?”
“Both.”
“Then I think we need to speak in tongues more.” She laughed. “Thank you for helping me heal.”
I kissed the tip of her nose. “It is my pleasure. Thank you for giving me the honor of being loved by you.”