Page 34 of The Chaos She Brings
I flick my tongue out to swirl her clit then flatten it to run it over her slit. I part her lips with my fingers and slide my tongue up from her entrance to her swollen clit. Teasing as it pulses against my tongue. I latch on and suck. Her hips buck wildly against my head, hands tangling in my hair, twisting and pulling like she’s not sure whether she wants to hold me closer or pull me off her.
“Kai, please,” she whimpers.
I lift my face from her cunt, feeling her arousal coating my chin. “Ride my face.”
“Oh… no we need to do that. Really. I don’t think—”
I shove up from where I was kneeling on the ground and lie back onto the bed, getting myself comfortable. “Sit on my face, Hurricane.”
Grasping her thighs I manoeuvre her so she’s straddling my chest.
“What if I suffocate you?” She nibbles on her bottom lip, and I reach out to release it.
“You won’t,” I growl. “Now. Sit.”
“I—“
Her hesitation pisses me off so I grasp her hips and shove her forward until she’s hovering over my face. “Death by pussy sounds like a pretty good way to go,” I murmur before darting my tongue out to taste her then pulling her hips down until she’s grinding on my lips.
Latching back onto her clit I swirl my tongue over the tight bud until she’s writhing against my face. I groan in appreciation at her taste and her hips buck—pushing down, smothering me.
I’d be more than willing to sacrifice myself if her taste—sweet and musky—was the last thing I got to experience in this life.
Her pussy sucks my fingers as I push one, then two inside her tight channel. She moans wantonly above me, grinding herself on my lips and tongue as she loses her restraint.
I graze my teeth over her clit and she coats my face as she comes, panting and moaning as she finds her release.
Pulling back, my breathing is laboured as I take in lungfuls of air.
She scrambles off me. “Oh my god,” she gasps.
I huff a laugh flopping onto my back just as she climbs over me, straddling my hips.
My eyes close just as Tess trails her lips down my chest. Her fingers hook beneath the elastic of my joggers. My breath catches.
She releases my straining erection and her lips part as she takes in the Jacob’s ladder on the underside.
“Oh,” she breathes, licking her lips. “Wow.”
She strokes me, swiping at the pre-cum already leaking from the tip.
She smiles up at me before licking the underside of my cock from root to tip. Her tongue swirls over each piercing.
She sucks the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the slit. My hips jerk, forcing her to take more of me.
She pops her head up, eyes wide.
“Do I need to do anything differently?” she asks, her voice so deceptively sweet.
I choke. “Different?”
“Because of…” she trails off, nodding at my cock.
It takes me a minute to catch her meaning. “No,” I laugh. “Just do whatever feels right to you.”
She nods before sucking me back into her mouth.
Tess bobs up and down over my dick, each time taking more and more until I’m sliding all the way to the back of her throat. She gags at the intrusion, moaning around me, the vibrations have me shoving deeper inside her as my hips jolt upwards.
