Page 85 of Brutal Alpha Beast
We kiss again, two hands intertwined, and it turns hungrier, strained. I travel down the length of her body, pull my hand away to take off both her skirt and panties.
I go slow, carefully pulling off the fabric of her clothing as her body moves gently with her breath, like soft rippling waves.
She stretches her legs for me, revealing her glistening slit. Her scent alone is driving me wild, and I clench my jaw as my whole body tenses. My dick is as hard as stone.
“You’re the most fucking beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
She smiles gently, the sides of her lips upturning into a perfect curve.
I devour the sight of her like this for a second, the sight of her spread before me with her cheeks flushed a light pink.
Unable to hold myself back any longer, I lean down slowly, maintaining eye contact as I dart my tongue inside her opening. I lick the insides of her softly, tracing my tongue gently around her perfect pink as I watch those perfect eyes and that face.
She groans softly and tips her head back. Her body is vibrating, I can feel it against my tongue. I hold onto her soft thick thighs to steady myself.
The way she sounds is gentle, like lulling, soft purrs.
As I move over her clit, she strokes my head, her thighs wrapping around me.
Fuck she tastes so good. So sweet—the taste of her causes a fiery need that trickles slowly down my throat. I press my groin into the couch, then I shift my dick a little in my pants as it presses angrily against my zipper, begging to feel her too. I remind myself to be patient. I want her to feel more pleasure than she’s ever felt before.
As I continue to lick, suck, and kiss her perfect wet slit, her breathing becomes quicker, each breath lighter as she holds onto the back of my head.
I gaze up at her again, noticing the way that her face is strained, the way that her mouth has opened as she gazes at the ceiling.
Then she looks down at me again, her eyes locking onto mine, communicating something that doesn’t need words. I’m fixated, staring back as I increase the speed of my tongue.
Her mouth widens even more; she’s desperate, on the edge, but she keeps looking.
You’re everything, I want to say.
But without words, I communicate with my tongue. I increase the width of my circles, sucking and kissing her until I feel something change.
She pauses, reaching for me, and I offer my hand. She screams, her jaw tightening as she lets out delicious moans.
I watch her for a few moments, stroking her hand as she comes. She looks perfect. I trace the way her body moves, the way her curves form, and the way they shake with her pleasure.
As she comes onto my mouth, I lap her up, but then I’m ravenous for more.
I pull down my shorts impatiently and take hold of my cock that feels like a rock in my hand. Then I find my way inside her, quickly, as though time will pass us by before I get a chance to show her how much she means to me.
I slide through with ease, staring into her glittering green pools, as her mouth gently opens. She’s so flushed, her face so serene yet once again painted with her desire.
Her wet folds greet me, pull me toward her, and as I lean on top of Danielle, I feel like I’ve just entered a soft, pillowy heaven.
She’s so beautiful.
She nods at me, taking the sides of my face into her soft hands.
I feel like I’m going to come if I don’t look away. I grit my teeth.
But Ican’t look away. I’m lost in her eyes, my body drenched with waves of pleasure that massage little sparks throughout my body. I kiss her again, pumping in and out of her velvet pussy.
I go slow at first, and she groans loudly against my mouth and then into my ear. It’s a groan that makes me shudder.
I look down her body and notice that she’s dripping with perfect little beads of sweat, like sweet condensation that finds its way down toward her cleavage.
I shake my head. “You’re so beautiful.”
