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That went double for a woman who was uncertain about being tasted, either because she’d had a bad experience in the past or—like Corinne—was carrying some guilt about allowing you to taste her in the first place.

So K-lx took his time, savoring the experience. He loved the feel of her silky skin against his cheeks, the soft hitch of her breath when he pressed a kiss to her panties, right over her clit. The warmth of her soft little pussy and the scent of her feminine desire drew him in like a magnet and he let her know it.

“Gods, baby, your pussy smells so good,” he groaned softly, kissing her clit again through her panties.

Corinne shifted and moaned softly.

“You…you really think that?” she asked and when he glanced up at her, her lovely eyes were wide with uncertainty.

“Fuck yes, baby,” K-lx growled. Pressing his face on her panties, he inhaled deeply.

He remembered vaguely from his past life that human women were self-conscious about their scent for some reason. But he knew that reassuring his partner that he loved the way she looked, smelled, and tasted was one of the quickest ways to get her to relax and enjoy this.

Of course, the problem was Corinne didn’t think she ought to enjoy this. She thought it was unprofessional for them to have a relationship because she was his Handler—which seemed to mean something completely different now than it had back in his day.

K-lx intended to teach her a little lesson—he was going to lick her as long as he could before making her come. He was going to edge her until she went out of her mind.

And he was going to enjoy every fucking minute of it.

He went on rubbing his cheeks against her inner thighs and kissing her pussy through her panties until the thin white fabric was practically see-through and clinging to her swollen pussy lips. He used his vibrating fingertip lightly, never quite lingering long enough to give her any satisfaction, until Corinne was panting and moaning and shifting around on the bed restlessly.

At last it seemed she couldn’t take any more.

“K-lx, please!” she moaned. “I…I’m sure I’m wet enough for you now.”

“Hmm, do you think so, baby?” He looked up and gave her a lazy grin. Gods, his cock was rock hard in his sleep trousers and he was leaking precum like crazy but it was worth it—completely worth it to see her in such a state.

“Yes, I think so!” she exclaimed. “Please, if you’re going to lick me just…just lick me!”

“All right. Can’t wait any longer to taste your honey, baby,” he told her.

Reaching up, he hooked his fingers in the sides of her panties and drew them down her legs. He pressed them briefly to his nose—Gods, he fucking loved her scent—and then turned to examine his prize.

What he saw made his cock surge. Her soft little pussy was swollen with need and shiny with her juices. The outer lips were parting, revealing the little pearl of her clit which looked like it was aching for attention. K-lx estimated that he could probably make her come in a bare minute or two if he used his vibrating fingertip just right.

But he wasn’t ready for that yet.

“Gods, baby,” he rumbled, placing his hands on her inner thighs to keep her spread. “Look at how wet and open you are for me! Look at how your soft little pussy is so hot and ready. She needs to be licked.”

“I…I don’t know what she needs!” Corinne panted. “But please, K-lx…don’t stop.”

Hmm, so she was getting needy enough to admit she wanted him to lick her—that was a very good sign, he thought. But he still intended to take things slowly.

Leaning forward, he dragged his tongue over the crease of her thigh, right where her leg met her body. Her juices were all over the place and her flavor exploded in his mouth, salty and sweet and delicious. He groaned and licked her again, this time bathing one of her outer pussy lips while being careful to avoid the aching button of her clit.

Corinne shifted on the bed and a noise of pure frustration broke from her mouth.

“No, not there!” she exclaimed. “That’s not the right spot at all!”

K-lx looked up at her innocently.

“But Mistress, I’m just cleaning away your pussy honey right now. I thought that was the point of this? For me to taste your honey.”

Corinne’s cheeks went pink and he felt a rush of embarrassment from her through their Link.

“Yes, you’re right.” She nodded. “I’m sorry, I was just…I don’t know what I was thinking. Go on.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Deliberately, he licked the other side, giving her inner thigh and the other outer lip a thorough tongue bath while still avoiding her clit. He wanted to tease her—to make her crazy. And one look at her told him he was succeeding.

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