Chapter 17 #2
“That’s it, lick me and don’t fucking stop.”
Her tongue worked me with a rhythm that made my head fall back against the pillow. She was sloppy, hungry, and eager to please. And fuck if it wasn’t perfect.
I gasped when she slid her fingers back inside me, curling them just right as her mouth sucked on my clit.
“Oh, my God. Baby… K… you’re killing me.”
She moaned against me, the vibration shooting straight through my core. My thighs clenched around her head, but she only pushed deeper, eating me like she’d been starving for this moment.
When the orgasm hit, it crashed through me, hard. I cried out her name, my hips grinding into her mouth as she held me open and took everything I gave.
By the time I caught my breath, she was grinning up at me, her lips and chin wet with my arousal.
“You’re trouble,” I panted, pulling her up to kiss me.
“Not enough,” she whispered, kissing me back fiercely. “I want more.”
Her body pressed against mine, her thigh slipping between my legs. The friction made me gasp, and soon we were grinding together. Our pussies were wet and slick, desperate for more of each other.
Her breath hitched. “We’re really doing this?”
“Yeah,” I rasped, rolling my hips harder against hers. “Right there—don’t—god, I need you like this—Fuck, you’re such a bad girl. ”
The room filled with the sound of our moans, our soaked skin sliding together. I held her close, kissing her messy and deep, every thrust of our hips sparking fire down my spine.
I caught one dark nipple in my mouth, sucking gently as I moved against her. Her moans grew louder, a desperate, climbing sound that stripped the room of everything else until there was only the two of us left.
I looked up at her and thought: Oh. I am in ruins.
I was watching her come undone and realising, with a sickening kind of awe, that I had let her become the air I breathed. I was no longer the protagonist of my own life; I was a witness to her. And… God, I would stay in this wreckage forever if it meant she never had to look away.
I didn’t know how to survive a feeling this large. I didn’t know how to house it inside a body that felt suddenly, terrifyingly small. I only knew that my hands were shaking and that I was finally and hopelessly lost.
And when she cried out, I felt her clench, her whole-body trembling against mine. The sight, the sound, the feel, it pushed me right over the edge again.
We collapsed in a tangle of limbs and sheets, both panting, both laughing breathlessly.
But I wasn’t done with her yet.
I tipped her chin up, my voice rough. “Sit on my face.”
Her eyes widened. “What? Won’t I hurt you?”
I smirked, pulling her thigh over my shoulder. “No, baby. Come on. I want your ass on my face. Let me eat you out till you scream.”
Her mouth parted, half scandalised, half turned on. “Marley…”
“C’mon, don’t make me beg,” I murmured, kissing the inside of her thigh. “You woke me up with that sweet little hand on my pussy, now it’s my turn.”
The hesitation in her eyes melted into hunger, and she slowly climbed up, her thighs trembling as she straddled me.
The moment her pussy pressed against my mouth, I groaned, grabbing both of her ass cheeks to keep her there.
“Fuck, baby. That’s it. Ride my face.”
Her answering moan was the filthiest, sweetest sound I’d ever heard, her fingers digging into my scalp, her thighs trembling against my cheeks.
“Marley — oh God —”
I licked her like I was starved, long and slow, letting her wetness coat my tongue. “Mm. This is mine… all of it. Let me taste every drop.”
She shivered, half laughing, half moaning. “You’re… disgusting.”
I smirked against her clit, sucking until she cried out. I pulled back just enough to mutter, “Good. I should be disgusting after last night. I was wrong, baby. Let me make it up to you. Let me eat you until you forget my fuck-ups.”
Her laugh cracked into a moan. “You sound so pathetic.”
“Pathetic for this pussy,” I groaned, sliding two fingers inside her, curling them just the way I knew made her hips buck. “Pathetic for the way you taste and pathetic for the way you drip when I beg you like this.”
She covered her face with her hands, giggling through her moans. “Stop saying things like that.”
I shoved my tongue back inside her, moaning against her heat, slurping every drop she gave me. When I came up for air, I was pretty sure my face was a mess, my voice raw.
“No. Not stopping…”
Her thighs clamped tighter around my head. “You’re insane—”
“I’ll be insane with your pussy in my mouth every day if that’s allowed,” I rasped, sucking her clit hard enough to make her scream. “C’mon, baby. Grind it on my face. Make me pay for last night.”
She groaned, rolling her hips down against me, her wetness flooding my tongue. “Marley — Jeez —”
“That’s it,” I moaned, holding her ass, urging her to ride me. “Use me. Sit that pretty pussy on my face like you own me, because you do, princess. You fucking own me.”
Her laugh was breathless, wicked.
“You’re… ridiculous.”
“I’m dead serious.” I spread her wider, burying my face deeper. “Let me worship you, princess.”
Her thighs quivered as she ground down harder, moans spilling out of her like she couldn’t stop. She creamed all over my tongue in no time while screaming out my name.
I licked her through it, refusing to let her go, murmuring against her soaked pussy, “That’s it. That’s my girl.”
She lifted herself from my face and collapsed against my chest, laughing weakly as I brushed her hair back from her face and kissed her forehead.
“Merry Christmas, baby,” I murmured.
She smiled, sleepy and satisfied, curling into me.