Page 24 of Zade (Den of Sin)

Amira runs her finger over my bottom lip, “It’ll be a beautiful disaster. I’ve been through worse. I can handle it. Please, Daddy. I need you.”

I grab her chin and press my lips to hers, she runs her hands into my hair, holding me close like she’s afraid I’ll stop kissing her. Our tongues mingle together in a slow erotic dance. This feels like I’m being pulled into something I’ll never be able to break free from. She moans into my mouth as I devour her knowing full well this is going to be the worst thing I’ve ever done. I should stop this before we go any further. Yet I don’t, I can’t. My need for her is fucking palpable. It’s like it’s a force in and of itself. She spreads her legs wide, I sit back on my knees, and take in this beautiful woman before me. Her lips are slightly swollen from our kiss, her eyes are dilated with lust.

“Fuck. So beautiful.”

I stroke my thumbs over her pebbled nipples causing her to moan. Her sounds are my complete undoing.

“Take it off. I want to see you.”

She sits up, reaches behind her back, and unsnaps the bra before lowering it down her arms. Dropping the bra to the floor beside the bed she flashes me a sexy smile, “Better?”

I cup both of her breasts in my hands while running my thumbs over her pink buds, “Have you let anybody touch these?”

Shaking her head she says, “No. Only you, Daddy.”

It shouldn’t matter but I plan to take all her firsts tonight. This is her first consensual experience and I’d be a liar if I said it didn’t mean something to me because it does. I lean my head down and swirl my tongue around her nipple, she whimpers deliciously. When I bite down the needy noise she makes nearly makes me lose control. That’s something I never lose but she has me on the brink of coming undone.

ChapterFifteen

AMIRA

“Lie down,” he orders and I obey. Hooking his hands into my panties on either side, he slides them down my legs and over my heels.

He tosses them over his shoulder and spreads my legs, “Jesus Christ, every part of you is so fucking perfect.”

Zade leans back on the heels of his feet, “Touch yourself. Show me how you make yourself come.”

I want to please him so even though I feel awkward doing it in front of him I run my fingers over my clit and rub in circles.

“What do you think about when you make yourself orgasm?”

“You.”

He groans and my pussy clenches in response, “Are you going to be a good girl and come on Daddy’s tongue?”

“Yes,” I whisper.

Zade licks his lips like he’s thinking about it. Nobody has ever put their tongue there but I’ve heard it's amazing. Still, I’m nervous. Do all vaginas taste the same? What if he thinks I’m gross?

He gets up and lies down beside me, “Sit on my face.”

My eyes widen in shock as he chuckles, “Come on, baby girl. I’ve been dreaming about the taste of your pussy. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

I sit up, “Should I take my shoes off?”

With a grin, he shakes his head, “No. I’m going to fuck you with those on. Now bring me that pretty little cunt.”

I climb over him, “So I just hover over you?”

I’m sure I’m blushing because I feel so stupid that I don’t know what he wants from me.

“When I say sit on my face I mean exactly that.”

He grabs my hips and pulls me down how he wants me. I’m slightly concerned he won’t be able to breathe but the first swipe of his tongue has me forgetting about anything other than the way this feels. He groans as he spears his tongue inside me. The way he keeps his eyes on me while tongue fucking me makes me feel wanted, it’s a powerful feeling I don’t think I’d ever get enough of. When he pulls his tongue out he growls, “I knew you’d taste like heaven. Come for Daddy.”

Then he takes my clit into his mouth and sucks it and I lose my mind. I’ve made myself come. I even have toys but never in my life have I felt something like this. Without thinking about what I’m doing, I grab my nipples and twist them as he sucks harder, I try to keep eye contact with him but I can’t, tossing my head back I get lost as my orgasm pulls me into a euphoria I’ve never known. I cry out repeatedly, “Daddy! Yes.”

He grabs my hips and moves my body down his, slides his hand into my hair, pulls my face to his, and swipes my lips with his tongue.

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