Page 31 of Influence

He placed his hands on my knees, easing them apart with a firm insistence. My heart pounded in my chest, a wild drumbeat in the silence, as his gaze threatened to unravel me completely. “Lie back, darling Laya,” he crooned, his voice thick with lust. “I’ve been dying to find out what you taste like.”

He coasted his breath over my swollen labia, eliciting a shudder from my body. Then he planted a series of enticing kisses along my inner thighs, slowly trailing up towards my pussy. However, just as he neared my center, he withdrew once more. It was a tease, a wicked torment.

The quivering in my aching core grew stronger with each pass.

His smooth hair brushed against the sensitized skin of my trembling thighs, leaving me breathless. By the time he brought the wicked molten pleasure of his mouth to my aching pussy, I felt like I might faint from holding my breath in anticipation.

His tongue darted out, licking over my swollen clit.

“Niko,” I shouted, my head thrashing as pleasure cascaded throughout my body in exhilarating waves.

This experience was completely different from what I had envisioned. Instead, it was indulgent, heated, sensual, and delicious.

His tongue flicked out repeatedly. I was unable to breathe or think.

I opened my thighs wider, wanting more, needing more. This teasing had to stop.

I whimpered. “Oh, Niko, please…”

Giving me a small mercy, this time he pressed the tip of his tongue directly on my clit, leaving it there for a brief moment before gradually shifting it slightly circles. The wet heat of his tongue against my most sensitive spot unleashed a wave of sensations.

I’d never felt anything so good, so sweet, so fucking right in my life.

“Yes, God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God, Niko!” I cried out as he delved deeper, slipping around the folds of my pussy lips, exploring every part of me with long, slow, lingering strokes. “Holy fuck!”

Tears filled my eyes as vibrations flowed through my body like waves of white-hot pleasure. The sensations his tongue produced reached every inch of my flesh, leaving me unable to think of anything except the feeling of his hot mouth working against me.

“Niko!” I shouted.

The room.

My eyes flew open as I looked around.

All the interior doors were wide open. Anyone could walk in.

I hoped like hell that nobody did.

Just as I was about to speak to Niko, he suddenly thrust his tongue deep into the entrance of my pussy. My back arched, and every worry I had floated away into pure pleasure. I could thinkof absolutely nothing with his tongue on me like that. My thighs widened even more, and I pressed my lips up towards his mouth.

“Niko, God yes, Niko!” I cried out, my body writhing under the blissful feeling of his tongue deep inside my pussy.

He fucked into me, then scraped up towards my clit, capturing my swollen pearl in his teeth and sucked.

“Ooooooh!” I moaned, fireworks exploding in my head. I pressed my hips up again, my body begging for more. “Please don’t stop. My God, that’s so good.”

But the wicked man paused, making me cry out.

His gaze locked with mine. “I want you to come for me, darling. Let me taste your pleasure, Laya.”

He lowered his head, returning to his ministrations. He lifted me higher and higher, my muscles tightening and my core quivering. I bucked my hips as immense pressure built up like rolling waves within my undulating body.

He reached up, his thumb landing on my clit and pressing hard, moving in large, rhythmic circles as his mouth fucked into me. He pushed harder and harder, holding onto my flailing hips with his other hand to keep me in place.

“Niko! Niko! Niko!” I cried, his name tumbling uncontrollably from my lips.

The pressure within me built up as if a volcano built hot and molten until it finally erupted in a euphoric explosion of bliss that resonated through every inch of my trembling body.

I crashed over the edge, shaking and shuddering.

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