Chapter 18
“I’ve wanted to taste you since we first met,” I say.
She closes her eyes, probably feeling shy, but I hold her jaw while gently massaging her clit.
“You’ll look at me the whole time, Madeline. You’ll watch me devour you,” I say, my voice filled with desire.
The scent of her arousal acts upon my senses like a powerful drug.
I part her slick lips with both hands, continuing to stroke her clit.
She gets wetter, and when her juices start flowing, I can’t resist any longer.
I lick and suck her exposed pussy with abandon.
I consume her arousal, my tongue relentlessly exploring her soaking interior, teasing her untouched flesh while stimulating her most sensitive spot.
I open my mouth, trying to take in everything, lapping every inch of her, feasting on her without taking a second to breathe, sucking on her tiny, hard button when my finger replaces my tongue inside her.
She starts to shake, writhing against me, pulling my hair eagerly.
I bury my face between her slippery folds, smelling, devouring, and sucking, wanting all of her. “I’m going to make you come. You’ll fill my mouth with your nectar before I fuck you, Madeline.” I grip her hips, pulling her even closer, and she moans, aroused.
I lay her down on the table, lifting her thighs onto my shoulders, while I work my tongue on her untouched walls, giving her a taste of how she’ll feel when I fill her with my hard cock.
I’m so hard that if it were any other woman, I would fuck her right here, but she deserves more for her first time.
I revel in her passion, sucking on her clit. It doesn’t take long before she stiffens, her legs trembling.
“Give me everything,” I command.
Starving for her, I suck up her pleasure.
She comes so hard that her juices drip down my tongue and my chin, and I know I could feast solely on her pussy for days without getting tired of it.
I don’t stop even when her legs relax, her body satiated.
Madeline is delicious, and devouring her has become my new addiction.
However, despite what I said, we can’t stay here. Eventually, a staff member might come up. Even though I know we should leave, I take some time to admire her. Madeline surrendering to pleasure is the most erotic sight in the world.
I lift her in my arms and take her to my room.
“Can you stand?” I ask when we arrive a few minutes later.
She opens her eyes. “Yes.”
Despite the evident passion on her face, I notice she’s shy. “Turn around, Madeline.”
When she obeys, I unzip her dress, letting it fall to her feet.
I catch my breath when I see the white flesh of her round ass marked by my hands.
Unable to resist, I lower myself and bite one cheek and then the other, but it’s not enough. I spread them apart and let my tongue lick her from behind.
She moves in an unconscious, provocative sway, and I can’t wait any longer.
I stand up again and unclasp her bra. Still behind her, I push her hair aside and bite her neck, perhaps with a bit more force than I should, but it’s a reflex of my intense desire.
She’s completely naked now, and I caress the hardened nipples on her breasts with the palms of my hands. She arches her back, seeking my erection.
Madeline is a virgin, but she’s incredibly responsive. It won’t be long before she becomes a sex goddess.
But it will be someone else who will get to enjoy the delights of her body, a voice warns me, but I silence it, not wanting to think about that.
I slide a hand down her abdomen until I reach her pussy, and she gasps, whimpering incoherent words.
I don’t stop, penetrating her warm, wet sex with my finger. “Mount my hand. I’ll teach you how to ride my cock, but for now, ride my fingers. Grind against them.”
I start thrusting slowly, and gradually she relaxes and starts seeking her own pleasure.
She soaks my hand, breathing heavier and heavier, wild and uninhibited. Lost in pleasure.
When I bite her earlobe, pulling it between my teeth, she shatters, arching her body, coming once again, her internal muscles clenching around me.
Her legs give way, buckling. I catch her in my arms and take her to the bed.
The windows are open, and there’s only the sheer fabric of the curtains shielding us from the sunlight. I’m able to admire her in all her beauty, naked and pure.
I start undressing, and she looks at me with eyes clouded with passion.
“You’re beautiful,” I say.
I’m delighted by the fact that even after everything we just did, she still blushes. “I don’t know how to do anything. I have no idea how to please you.”
I’m only wearing my boxers now. “When our time away from London comes to an end, that will have changed, Madeline. I’ll teach you how to give and how to receive pleasure.”
When I’m fully naked, it’s like something awakens in her. Her eyes widen, focused on my erection pressing against my stomach.
Only then do I realize the extent of her innocence. Her face shows astonishment and curiosity.
I lie down beside her.
“I’m scared,” she says.
“I won’t hurt you. You’ll learn to take me inside your virgin pussy.”
“You have a dirty mouth.”
“A very dirty one,” I whisper, biting her chin.
I lower my head and take one nipple into my mouth. She nearly rises from the bed, releasing a pleasurable whimper.
I suck eagerly, savoring her breasts, flicking my tongue against her nipples, lost in her sweetness.
She trembles all over, and her reactions to my caresses increase my desire.
I position myself between her legs, precum leaking from the swollen head of my cock and wetting her abdomen.
Holding her buttocks, I push just a little into her pussy, just to feel her wet heat, because I know I need a condom.
She grinds against me, and I need superhuman self-control to get up again and go to the bedside table to grab protection.
I put on the condom and return to tower over her body, my tongue seeking her soft, warm mouth.
I deepen the kiss as I penetrate her opening. She lets out a soft moan. Her breasts press against my chest, her erect nipples brushing against me.
I pull back and look at the beautiful woman, ready to be taken. I kiss her chin and cheek, her surrender and purity awakening my most primal instincts.
Madeline is defenseless, at the mercy of my seduction, but she also knows what she wants. She pulls me closer by my neck and kisses me, moaning into my tongue, allowing me to taste her succulent mouth.
“Kamal . . .” My name softly escapes her lips, both imploring and commanding.
“What do you want?”
“Everything.”
I lose myself in her eyes. I don’t know if I’ll ever forget the way Madeline looks at me now, how her hair looks spread out on my sheets, her body burning for me.
Her purity disarms me. There’s no script to follow anymore, only the surrender of two bodies craving each other to the point of madness.