Page 77 of His Tesoro

I took a long, slow lick, groaning as her scent and taste surrounded me. Her fingers brushed through my hair and it made me want to fucking purr. I couldn’t get enough. I licked and sucked, noting exactly what made her squirm and whimper. I was determined to learn everything about her body. I needed her as addicted to me as I was to her. She consumed my thoughts, and that was only after one night spent inside her. The reasonable part of me screamed danger, warning me to not let my guard down, to not let her get under my skin. But it was hard to care about that with the sweet taste of her pussy on my lips.

“Try out how?”

I ignored her question, too consumed by her sweetness to pull away long enough to answer. I circled her clit with my tongue, keeping a steady rhythm as she writhed against me.

“Matteo.” Sofiya’s voice was breathy and desperate as her hold on my hair tightened.

“I’ll show you once you come.” I pressed two fingers inside her, groaning at how warm and slick she was. My cock twitched, desperate to be surrounded by her heat. I needed to find a way to stay inside her all the time.

She let out a moan, which turned into a scream as I sucked her cute little clit into my mouth. She clenched around my fingers, and I couldn’t stop myself from grinding my cock against the sheets. Precum wept from the tip like it was just as desperate to be inside her as I was.

Sofiya panted as she came down from her orgasm, her expression soft and relaxed. I licked her clean, savoring her little whimpers and how she twitched under my touch.

I ran my nose up her slit, tempted to start all over again, but then she nudged my head. “I want to see what’s in the bag.”

I grinned at the little whine in her voice. I was going to enjoy spoiling her.

I set the bag on the bed and she eagerly moved into a seated position. Her arms came to cover her bare breasts and I tugged them away. I refused to let her hide away any part of her body, especially her perfect pink little nipples.

Her brow furrowed as she pulled out a large foam pillow.

“It’s a sex pillow,” I said at her confused expression. “I’ve ordered more. They’ll be here tomorrow.” I planned to fuck her often, and I’d read pillows like this would make things easier on her joints.

Her lips parted. “That’s so thoughtful.”

I snorted. “Yes, very thoughtful.” No selfish motivation here at all.

She grinned. “Well, I guess I should try it out.” She ran her hand along it. “Umm, how does it work?”

I pressed my face into her hair and chuckled. All the stress from my day had somehow melted away. “Let me help you.”

I gently arranged her over the large wedge pillow, my hands refusing to leave her skin. Her plump little ass was high in the air, her chest pressed to the sloping cushion and arms extended in front of her. I gripped her legs, spreading them apart to reveal her pussy lips. She gave her ass a little wiggle, and I had to grip my cock to keep myself from coming.

“I like this,” she said. She pushed up to a seated position on her knees, angling her body to face me. “And… I have an idea.” She was chewing her lip again, and I scowled as I freed it from her teeth.

“What’s your idea, tesoro?”

“We don’t have to do it.”

I fixed her with a stern expression.

“Okay, fine,” she huffed. “Can you sit against the headboard and spread your legs?”

I wanted to demand she tell me every detail of what she wanted to do, but I forced myself to cede control, at least for this moment. I moved against the headboard, spreading my legs wide.

She looked determined as she arranged the wedge between my legs. I furrowed my brow, trying to figure out what she was planning.

Then she draped herself over the pillow, positioning her face right by my cock.

Her eyes flickered uncertainly to mine, and then she reached out, her small hand encircling it. I should encourage her, say something to put her at ease, but I was too busy focusing all my brain power on not coming embarrassingly quickly.

Then her little pink tongue flitted out and licked. I let out a loud curse and my hips twitched without my permission. She giggled.

Fucking giggled.

“Are you laughing at me?” I growled.

Her wide eyes met mine. “Never.” Before I could respond, her mouth was on me again, except this time she took the head of my cock in her mouth and sucked.

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