Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
My shaft hardens at her request as I hold her small wrists down to the soft pallet of the sleeping bag. It’s a stretch to bend my head down her torso to get to her pussy while covering her eyes and holding her wrists down, but I’m motivated, and her body is small enough that it’s not difficult.
I clamp my bottom hands on her inner thighs to anchor her there, then lower my mouth to her cunt.
First, I inhale the sweetest scent of the gods’ honey. I extend my tongue and lick up her slit.
Beneath all of my hands, I feel her tremble. Her legs start to shake, but I hold them still.
“More,” she begs. “Don’t tease.”
“You will take what I give,” I growl, and she shudders even more. I am beginning to understand what she likes. Another dance.
I think this may be the only place in her life she allows herself to follow another’s lead. She says don’t tease, yet it is what she craves.
It is as much a sweet torment to her as it is to myself to allow only the tip of my tongue to explore her delicious cunt. I’m so eager to get my entire mouth on her, to devour her.
But I just lick up her folds again, enjoying how she twists and writhes underneath my firm grip. Relentlessly I hold her thighs open as my tongue explores that fleshy nubbin at the top of her sex that seemed to drive her so absolutely mad yesterday when I strummed it.
Now, I lick it with my tongue.
If I thought she lost her mind when I gave it attention with my fingers, it is nothing to the way she begins to howl when I lick it repeatedly with the flat of my tongue.
When her moans become higher-pitched and more feverish, I pull away.
“No. You may not come yet.”
Beneath my hands covering her eyes, I feel the wetness of tears.
“Oh god, please,” she hisses. “It feels so good. I want to come.”
I smile. I love the sound of her begging. Many humans have begged me over the years. But only in terrified shouts or whimpers, begging not to die. This human begs me for pleasure, paradoxically wanting me to deny her. Because we both know it only amps her pleasure up higher when I do.
So I grin and remove one hand from her thigh to shove down my pants because the strain of my cock confined by the fabric is too much. Immediately her thigh wraps around my neck, and she lifts her pelvis into my face. She is so desperate for friction and release.
I delight in her eagerness even as my hand comes back to pry her thigh from around my neck. My cock hardens more, which I wouldn’t have thought possible even a moment ago. But she’s just given me an opportunity to explore the dark fantasy of sexual punishment she raised yesterday.
“You’re a very bad girl to try to take when I am the only one who may give,” I say darkly. “And you know what happens to bad girls.”
“They get punished,” she says breathlessly.
“That’s right.” I barely manage the words; my throat is so thick with anticipation. I can hear in her words how much she wants what I’m about to do.
“Will you spank me over your lap?” she asks.
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
She makes an excited choking noise low in her throat, and a wave of her scent hits the air.
Before I do anything else, I have to lick up the honey. With her still spread out like a sacrifice before me, I bend my head and snuffle my nose all in her sex and do what I wanted from the very beginning.
I eat her. I lick and suck on her flesh and maw at her with my lips over my teeth, sucking and sucking. Right until her screams reach a fever pitch.
Then I pull away. She’s crying with want again, and I smile as I pull back and lick my lips.
“Now bad girls get punished,” I say, still licking up her juices. I move swiftly, delighting in disorienting her. Showing her who is in control.
Using all my hands to steady her, I lift and spin her as I sit on my backside and lay her face down over my lap. Right over my hard-as-stone cock poking into her belly.
She moans low. “I want you inside me.”
My nostrils flare. “Are you trying to get out of your punishment?”
She wriggles her bare ass in the air, spreading her legs slightly so that her wet cunt winks at me from between them.
Ah. So it is to be a dance. She wants to give up control and fight for it at the same time. She is teasing me just as much. Seeing how far she can push my control. I want nothing more than to put her on her back, spread her, and push my cock inside her. I want my nose buried so deep in her intoxicating scent.