Page 86 of Pride
“I need words, Emma. Tell me what you want me to do.”
“I want you,” I paused, my pussy throbbing with need. “I want...”
“Yes?” he was so calm, so measured, and I felt like a wanton, needy mess, desperate for more.
“I want your tongue on me.”
“You can do better than that,” he said, his warm breath teasing my pussy with how close he was. “Where should I put my tongue?”
“In my pussy.”
“Just your pussy, or would you like it anywhere else?”
I couldn’t take it anymore. I was desperate.
“My pussy, my clit, wherever the fuck you want to put it, just do it,” I snapped, and he laughed.
“I like a woman who knows what she wants.”
Slowly he licked the length of my pussy, making me cry out and throw my head back. Then he gently flickered his tongue over my clit, teasing then sucking it into his mouth. I held onto the headboard with a tight grip as I felt my inner walls contract. And all the time, his tongue flickered and then circled around my clit before he flattened it and pressed it against me, his face buried between my legs as he tasted me. He started to spear his tongue into my pussy, pushing inside me and using his lips to kiss me. His hands held my thighs in place, and as my breath quickened and my clit started to pulse, he stopped and pulled away.
“Not yet,” he said, watching me, waiting for the sensations to subside. And I groaned in frustration.
As my limbs loosened a little, he started all over again, plunging his tongue inside me, then using the tip of his tongue to tease my clit. Making the sparks reignite as he applied pressure and flickered slowly and seductively over my swollen, sensitive flesh. I moaned, rocking my hips against his face as he groaned, the vibrations from his warm mouth drove me wild.
“I’m so close,” I gasped, and then threw my head back as he pulled away again. “Fuck!” I cursed at how he was edging me.
“Not yet,” he urged a little more forcefully this time. Then he blew on my wet pussy and said, “It’ll feel better this way. Trust me.”
I bit my lip, willing the sparks to explode and give me the release I wanted.
But it never came.
As the whisper of contractions inside me waned, he pressed his face into my pussy again. Only this time, he used his fingers to penetrate me as his tongue lapped at my clit. The relentless sucking and massaging with his tongue made my body stiffen, and my legs started to shake as a wave of pleasure threatened to break my body apart.
Over and over, he teased and tortured me. Driving me to the brink of insanity with his tongue.
And then I heard the most beautiful words I’d ever heard.
“Come for me,” he whispered, sucking my clit hard, pulling it into his mouth and then massaging his tongue so perfectly against me that I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I came so fucking hard that my legs shivered like they were going into shock. My body went rigid as I threw my head back and screamed out his name. Warm liquid gushed, soaking Alex and the mattress underneath me as my pussy flooded with my release. And my orgasm went on and on. My walls contracted around his fingers buried inside me. My clit throbbed and pounded in time with my heart. Wave upon wave of pleasure that was almost too much to take.
“You’re beautiful when you come,” Alex moaned, and then he turned my whole world upside down when he clamped his mouth on my pussy again and started to lick and suck.
“No, I can’t,” I cried, and he stopped for a moment.
“You can’t or you don’t want to?” he asked, waiting for consent.
“I want to, but I don’t think I can come again.”
“Yes, you can,” he stated, and started licking me, making the orgasm that’d just dominated my soul flicker back to life, and I came again, then again. One after another. Alex coaxed so many orgasms out of me, putting me into a state of pure bliss that I didn’t even know my own body could achieve. All I could feel, all that mattered was the pure ecstasy he’d created. It was like an out-of-body experience where my whole focus was on enjoying the next orgasm, then the next. And on and on it went until I was so delirious, so out of my mind, I had to gasp, “Stop. Enough.”
He stopped, breathless himself as he lifted his head to peer up at me.
“What the fuck?” I didn’t have the energy to lift my head to look at him.
I felt the mattress dip as he got off the bed, saying, “I’ll get you some water.”
