Page 76 of Killaney Blood
He starts going faster and faster.
"Don't stop," I moan, "Just like that."
I feel my stomach tense and stars shoot across my eyes and I scream, my orgasm coming on so strong my toes are tingling and I start laughing from the intense rush.
He slows his licking, letting me ride out my orgasm while grinding against his face.
Fuck, I love this feeling.
After he licks me a few more times and I calm down, he looks up at me.
"Turn around," he orders suddenly.
Dazed, I comply, turning onto my front side.
"Hands on the mattress. On all fours," he says, slapping my ass.
I gasp at the sting that feels like ice and fire and follow his instructions.
His hand grips my ass, kneading the flesh, and another hand pushes my head down.
I breathe deeply, readying myself for whatever he wants next.
He spreads my cheeks, and I feel his hot breath against my most intimate places. I tense, not expecting this, but before I can process it, his tongue is there, teasing my ass, hot and wet and overwhelming.
"Oh my God," I gasp, fingers clutching the sheets.
He hums against me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my body. His tongue circles my hole, licking places I've never had licked before. It's filthy and possessive and so fucking hot I can barely breathe.
"You taste fucking divine," he groans. "Every inch of you is mine."
He spreads my cheeks wider, his mouth relentless, worshipping every inch of me. I feel his tongue penetrate my ass and I moan. It's the most intense feeling I've ever felt in my life.
Declan seems to be an ass man, and I am fucking here for it. Jesus, this feeling is amazing.
One of his hands reaches around to tease my clit while his tongue continues its exploration. The dual sensation is overwhelming. I reach down, my fingers meeting his, both of us circling my clit together.
"That's it, baby," he encourages. "Touch yourself. Show me how you like it."
His tongue pushes inside me again, and I lose all control. My hips rock back against his face as pleasure spirals tighter and tighter. His tongue in that place is tipping me over the edge again.
I rub my clit faster and faster, making my perfect little circles. I'm already sensitive so my toes are already curling.
He continues fucking my ass with his tongue and I'm so wet my fingers are slick.
"Declan!" I cry out, body convulsing as the orgasm crashes through me, my back arching.
He doesn't stop licking until I'm squirming, oversensitive and whimpering. Only then does he pull back, pressing a kiss to each cheek before standing.
I lay there for a moment, then turn, legs shaky, and drop to my knees in front of him.
His cock strains against his dress pants, the outline clear. My hands go straight for his belt, undoing it with fingers that aren't quite steady.
I free his large cock, a bead of precum glistening at the tip.
I maintain eye contact as I deliberately spit on my palm, then wrap my hand around him and start stroking.
His sharp intake of breath sends a thrill through me.
