Page 120 of House of Crimson Kisses
I gasp. But she is relentless, pushing into me deeper. Her mouth devours me, her tongue flickering light and quick, dancing over every inch of my pussy. She moans as if she’s the one receiving pleasure and the sound of her enjoying the taste of my cunt drives me wild.
One of her fingers curls inside me, the other stays long as she laps at my clit in time with her thrusts.
“Fuck,” I hiss, as a trickle of pleasure rushes through my pussy, sending tingles outward like electricity around my body.
I pinch my nipples, panting as she continues to slide in and out of me. Her fingers wet with my excitement. The slick slide and her moans make my entire body shiver with pleasure. My muscles clamp around her fingers, but she doesn’t relent. She laps faster, making the pressure on my clit lighter, then switches her movements. Her fingers stiffen and she fucks me hard.
I rock my hips, shifting my pussy and rubbing against her face, making her chin and lips glisten.
The sight of her covered in me, taking everything I throw at her, pushes me over the edge. I fall, as a shiver of bliss run from deep inside me right up to the tip of my scalp. She continues licking my clit, drinking down every drop of my orgasm. She pulls her fingers out and pops them into her mouth, sucking up my juices.
She bites down, just as I made her do earlier. When she pulls out, her fingers drip with her blood and what remains of my come.
She pushes them into my mouth. The dynamic between us changing. I suck her blood and my come until all that’s left is clean flesh.
“I’m done playing,” she barks, command lacing through her tone. It makes me wet all over again. I could do this all day. Fuck her until we’re both spent. But she’s right, I’ve teased her long enough.
She swaps positions and lies down, spreading her legs until her pussy is fully exposed. She’s swollen and desperate for me to finish her.
“Octavia,” she growls.
I speed across the room and nestle between her legs. The stiffness in her body instantly loosens as my tongue draws up through her centre.
I start slowly, building her back up to where I had her. My tongue worships her core. She’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.
If she’s all I ate the rest of my days, I wouldn’t desiccate. Her hips slowly rock against my mouth the more I build her up.
Her breath shortens, sharp little pants escaping her lips. I slide a finger inside her. I draw it in and out until she relaxes enough I can slide another in to join the first. That’s when the first real carnal moan rushes from her lips.
“Fuck,” she pants. “Harder, Octavia.”
I oblige, my tongue flicking her clit quicker while my fingers pulse in and out of her, searching for her G-spot.
She tilts up, her eyes locked on me, and she grabs my hair, holding me in place as I continue ravishing her pussy.
She rocks against my mouth, panting my name, cursing and swearing. Her skin breaks out in goosebumps as her nipples tighten and her pussy clamps around my fingers.
“Octavia,” she gasps before she shivers, jerks and collapses back onto the bed as her hips jolt against my mouth.
I tease her, licking once, twice, three times more until she hisses at me to get off her oversensitive clit.
It makes me smile. I place a kiss on her pussy and then crawl up the bed so I can lie next to her.
“Hey,” I say.
“Hey,” she says. “We’re a mess, aren’t we?”
“Yeah,” I nod. “But I want to get through it with you. Right now, you should sleep.”
She nods, and reaches for a blanket, pulling it over both of us.
“You look better,” I say, drawing my thumb over her flushed cheeks.
“I think it worked. Maybe the bond gave me some of your energy or something? I definitely feel better.”
“Good, sleep now, and tomorrow we can figure out how the hell we’re going to get through this.”
She curls her back into my chest, making me the big spoon. I close my eyes, soaking up the feel of her naked body pressed against me.
