Page 69 of Toxic B!tch
I run my fingers through his hair as he continues to explore every inch of me with his mouth and hands. Every touch sends sparks shooting through me until I’m trembling with pleasure.
I moan as his tongue flicks over my nipple, teasing me mercilessly. He looks up at me, a wicked grin on his face, before he rolls beside me, lying flat on his back. “Come sit on my face, baby.”
His hands grip my hips, guiding me as I straddle him, my back to the headboard, facing the foot of the bed. My center hovers just above his face, the anticipation sending a shiver down my spine. I can feel the heat emanating from him, and I know that he’s just as turned on as I am.
Slowly, he leans in, brushing his lips against my thigh, sending shivers through my body. He kisses his way up my inner thigh, pausing just short of where I want him most. I whimper in frustration, arching my hips toward him in invitation.
Finally, he gives in to my silent pleas and presses his hot mouth against me. His tongue flicks out, tracing delicate patterns around my entrance before diving inside. I gasp aloudat the sudden intrusion, my hands gripping the sheets above me as pleasure courses through me.
He doesn't relent, lapping at me hungrily, his tongue exploring every inch of my folds. His fingers join in the sensual assault, slipping inside me effortlessly as he continues to tease me with his mouth. I can feel myself tensing up already—he always knows exactly what buttons to push to drive me wild.
I can't take it anymore; I need more. I reach down and grasp his hard length in my hand, stroking him in time with his ministrations on me. He moans against my core, spurring me on to move faster.
"Indigo," he groans between licks, "I want you."
He groans as I take him into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the head of his cock before I slowly take him inch by inch, feeling the warmth of him fill me. He tastes salty, musky, and I savor every second. I focus on him, using my lips and tongue to tease and please, just as he's done for me so many times before.
His hands dig into my thighs as he moans my name—a primal growl that urges me to take him deeper. I suck harder, bobbing my head up and down in time with the rhythm of his hips as he thrusts shallowly into my mouth.
As I continue to suck him off, I feel him grow even harder in my mouth—a testament to how much he’s enjoying this.
I know he’s close when his breathing becomes more erratic and his moans become louder. With one final deepthroat maneuver, he erupts into my mouth, filling it with his hot seed. I swallow every drop greedily before pulling away, kissing his tip.
He's panting heavily now, his chest heaving from exertion but also from the mind-blowing orgasm I just gave him. He looks at me with newfound respect—and maybe even a hint of envy—in his eyes.
"Your turn," he pants.
Malik doesn't hesitate for a second before he burrows his face between my thighs, inhaling my scent like a man starved of oxygen. His tongue laps at my already soaking wet pussy. His lips are gentle but insistent as they suckle on my clit while his fingers explore my aching core.
"Oh God," I moan, arching my back as he hits the perfect spot. "Yes, right there!"
He groans in response, his hands gripping my hips tightly as if to hold me down as he devours me whole. His tongue and fingers work in tandem, teasing me mercilessly until I'm on the brink of orgasm.
"I'm close," I pant out breathlessly. "I'm so close."
That seems to spur him on even more because he redoubles his efforts, sucking harder and finger-fucking me with renewed vigor. The feeling is almost too much to bear; I can feel the pressure building deep inside me, coiling tighter and tighter until it threatens to explode outward.
"Malik!" I scream his name as I come—a powerful orgasm that rocks my entire being from head to toe. Wave after wave of pleasure washes over me as I squirt onto his face, coating him in my juices. He doesn't miss a beat, though; if anything, it spurs him on further as he laps up every drop greedily before pulling away.
I'm panting, my chest heaving, when I feel him flip me onto my back. My eyes snap open, meeting his darkened gaze. There's a hunger there that both terrifies and arouses me. Slowly, he moves between my thighs, positioning himself at my entrance.
I brace myself for impact as he enters me in one swift motion, filling me completely. He's so big—much bigger than I ever thought possible—but it feels so good. So right. He starts off slowly, withdrawing almost all the way before plunging back in again, stretching me in ways I never knew were possible. Witheach thrust, he drives deeper and deeper until I'm moaning his name like a mantra.
"Harder," I beg him between gasps of air. "Fuck me harder!"
And Malik obliges without hesitation. His hips slam into mine with increasing force, his girthy cock hitting spots inside me that send electric shocks straight to my core. My hands grip the sheets beneath me as white-hot pleasure courses through my veins, pooling between my legs with every thrust.
“Fuuck!” I moan again, louder this time, as another orgasm builds within me.
Malik grabs my hips roughly and pulls me even closer as he pounds into me relentlessly, his balls slapping against my ass cheeks with each powerful stroke. It's animalistic and primal and I love every damn second of it.
As the pressure inside me builds once more, I arch my back and scream out in ecstasy as Malik buries himself deep inside me one final time before erupting within me, filling me with his hot cum as we both shudder together in mutual release.
Panting and sweaty, we collapse onto the bed in a tangled mess of limbs. The only sound in the room is our heavy breathing as we come down from our highs. Malik wraps his arms around me, pulling me close to his chest as we catch our breath.
"That was..." I start, but words fail me.
"Incredible," he finishes for me, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead.
