Page 163 of Architecti
“Okay, well, I don’t think you need a safe word, I just need to be in control for once.I can’t explain it.”
I rest my backside against the kitchen counter and loosen the robe ties, baring my pussy to her.
She licks her lips, hungry.
I grab her by her hair and draw her to me.She winces against the tug, but her eyes quickly turn molten.
I spread my legs open for her and pull her to my cunt.
Such a simple pleasure, a woman on her knees for you, licking and sucking your clit.My robe slides open, displaying one nipple that hardens in the cool air.
I watch as her tongue dips in and out between my folds and she moans in pleasure at my taste.
But I’m not ready to come.I want to have my way with her first.I yank her off my pussy and slide out from her grasp.
“Undress,” I say.“Leave a trail of clothes on your way to the bedroom.I want you naked on the bed, waiting for me.”
She does exactly as I ask, dropping an item of clothing every few feet until I hear the flop of her body onto the bed.
I take my time making my way through the apartment after her.Savouring the fact she’s having to wait, to do as I bid.It’s heady, this power over another, I see why she likes it.Anticipation grows the longer I hold out, the longer I resist my own urges.
But as I step inside the bedroom, my newfound willpower cracks.I slide between her legs and run my tongue down her slit.She’s warm and wet and tastes fucking divine.I moan against her pussy as I drag my tongue up and down.
She bucks her hips, grinding against my mouth.I curl a hand around her thigh, holding her in a bruising grip, and bring my free hand to her pussy.My fingers tease her entrance.
“More,” she says.
I slide my finger inside her cunt, thrusting slow and steady until she’s wet enough I can slide another in.
She gasps.“Oh fuck, Lucy.Faster.”
I curl my fingers, loving the way her pussy clenches around me.I drive my hand in and out, until she’s writhing against my mouth.My tongue ravishes her clit quicker and quicker until her back arches off the bed.Her hands fist the duvet, and she spills over into an orgasm.
But I’m not done.One isn’t enough.I climb on top of her, flipping around and laying my belly flat on hers.I shuffle back until my pussy rests against her mouth.
She grips my thighs and pulls me down onto her face, dragging her tongue over my clit.
I lay my head on her pelvis and lower myself to her apex.I suck her into my mouth.She cries out as I flick my tongue hard against her swollen, sensitive bud.
I’m still aroused from the kitchen, so it doesn’t take much for me to climb to the same place she’s in.
It’s too much.She’s too much.The taste of her pussy in my mouth as she ravishes mine makes something split inside me.I scream her name as pulses of hot static swirl between my legs.Our rising climaxes, building and building.
I rock against her as she lays there and takes every flick and lap of my tongue.I angle myself to slide a finger back inside her and she jolts, whimpering against my pussy.
She pushes my legs open and slides a finger into me.We move together, hips bucking, tongues ravishing clits, and moans filling the bedroom until we both tip over the edge and I am blinded by an orgasm that reaches every cell in my body.It sends a pulsing electricity from my scalp to my toes.
And I drift somewhere else.
Runes fill my vision.
Celestial.
Contractual.
Demonic.
They swirl and twist and reform until deep in my mind a singular rune forms.
