Filed to story: The Girl He Craves Book by Demiah
And I’m going to feast until my heart is content and until we’re both writhing in pleasure.
Her pussy clenched as her eyes followed the movements of my tongue on my lips.
The action had my cock jerking against my wet pants.
I’m tempted to free myself and just sink into her.
But I wanted to also feast on her as long as I can. I’ve been so hungry for her taste again. Last night I went hard and possessive.
This evening, I want to worship her body and show her how much she truly means to me. Slow and sensual. Tender until she felt every inch, every pump, every suck…..
Until she feel me.
I’d make her see. I’d make her feel. I’d make her know how much I feel.
Until the breath that flutters out of her tempting lips is trembling with my name.
Until she’s panting, sweating out my essence that’s mixing with her own in her body.
Until I’m moving in and out within her, marking every curve and corner of her walls. Until Aiden is the only name she knows.
I gawk at the pretty pink flower, glistening in the sunset light.
Fuck.
Such a pretty little thing.
I’m actually in awe of it. I could literally stay here for hours, just staring at her pussy that looked like an art piece.
Hell, I’m not a good drawer and definitely can’t consider myself an artist but I was a hundred percent sure that if one was to give me a brush, a canvas and some paint, I would be able to paint a startling replica of her pussy.
Pretty, pink, wet, dripping with her juices. Or better yet my cum.
I kid you not. That’s how much my brain has saved an image of her pussy enough to send directions to my hands to help in recreating such a master piece.
And fuck it do I want to actually do that someday.
But today is not that day. Today is reserved for feasting.
On her body.
“Oh Sophie, you’re such a sight.” I moaned, my fingers. pressing into the soft skin of her thighs as I bring her closer to the edge until her pussy is mere inches from my face.
I dipped my head, my body buzzing with desire.
When I’m leveled with her pussy, I pushed my face closer to the little wet flesh my cock dipped into last night.
I can’t help it.
I bury my nose in her pussy and sniff.
And she fucking smells amazing. My favorite aroma.
“Aiden!” She squealed trying to pull herself away from me.
Not today. I’m in my glory and she will not take this away from me.
I gripped her thighs, fingers biting into her flesh but not hard enough to leave any marks.
“Stay,” I grunted, pulling her closer until the tip of my nose very well brushed against her entrance and perhaps had dipped into it a little.
I draw in the alluring sweet smell of her, my body shuddering with hunger and pleasure.
I moaned gripping her thighs tighter.
“You smell so good Sophie. You smell like home.” I breathed out, taking in her scent again until my body buzzed with even more pleasure.
My cock throbbed and my heart leapt.
Fuck.
If I keep this up I’ll come undone by just her scent alone. Something that has never happened to me before, but with Sophie things I thought that were not possible seemed possible now. “Soph,” I whispered and I heard a sweet sound come out of her mouth that resembled the sound of a purr.
“I’m going to feast on you. Just a warning. I’m not going to stop even when you’re shaking uncontrollably.” I murmured and don’t wait for her to respond and dart my tongue out and licked from her entrance to her nub.
She jerks, gasping.
I groan, my eyes squeezing shut as the sweet addictive taste swirled on my taste buds.
I’m in heaven.
This blue eyed devil was in heaven.
Sweet sweet heaven.
And I don’t want to ever leave.
“Sweet. Sweet. Sophie,” I groaned, my lips wrapping lightly around the nub. So lightly it would feel as though it was a feather tickling that tingling flesh.
Sophie lets out a shaky breath, then said my name like a sitent prayer.
I wrapped my lips around her nub harder and, suckled. And suckled. Then suckled until she was panting with soft squeals of pleasure rolling off her tongue.
But soon that wasn’t enough. Soon my mouth left the nub to kiss down her pussy lips until my tongue decided it wanted to come out to play too.
And I let it.
It pushes out my mouth, flickering softly against her wet lips. She purrs, wiggling her bottom.
But then my tongue got impatient and hungry, and dipped into her entrance where her taste was even stronger there. All I could do was moan as I swirled my tongue in her yummy cunt.
If Sophie’s pussy would be the last meal I would have on this earth before perishing, then I’d die a happy man.
Aiden’s pov
Her taste was like sweet wine, sweet yet had me addicted so much so that I feel drugged.
I groaned, my tongue lapping at her overflowing juices.
She was wet.
Really fucking wet.
Which was a good thing.
A very very good thing.
I gripped her harder and pulled her closer to the edge until her bum was nearly hovering over the pool.