Page 71 of A Taste Of Darkness

Slowly, I pushed deeper inside of her, feeling her pussy clamp around my finger like she was starving.

I listened for every sound that rolled over her pretty lips as I moved my finger inside of her. Every gasp, every sigh, and every moan that left her as I pushed in and out of her and my thumb massaged her clit redirected the blood in my body to my cock.

“You’re doing so good, cuore mio,” I whispered, then grazed my teeth along her earlobe before reconnecting my lips to hers.

Her hips rolled against my hand, back arching as she pressed her breasts against my body. At that moment, I knew she needed more, so I added another finger.

Her nails scratched down my back once more, harder this time.

Each stroke elicited a moan—a sound that choked me with the urge to take care of her in every possible way she’d want me to.

I thrust my fingers in and out of her, her wetness aiding my work as she edged closer to her orgasm.

“Focus, my love.” I rubbed her clit with my thumb and her breathing hiccupped, eyes closed. “You’re so beautiful, Sterlie.” My lips lay on hers, kissing her as her body shuddered.

“I… I—” A soft moan interrupted her, and she threw her head back. With her throat exposed to me, I wasted no time leaving kisses on her silky skin.

She squeezed her thighs, and her pussy clenched around my fingers, still shuddering. Her nails pressed into my skin and a welcoming pain surged through me when she scraped long lines down my back once more.

“That’s it. You did so good, cuore mio.” I pulled my fingers out of her. As much as I wanted to lick them clean and taste her right now, I had other plans. A way better plan to taste her.

While Sterlie was still calming down from her orgasm, I pulled her ass off the wall and knelt between her thighs.

Her smooth cunt was drenched in her own wetness, and I couldn’t wait to devour her, but I waited.

I waited until her breathing calmed, and I waited until Sterlie propped herself up on her arms and looked at me with a soft smile on her lips that quickly parted in surprise when it finally dawned on her why I was kneeling before her.

“You ready?” I asked as our eyes met. My hands were on her ass, holding her up.

“Milo… y-you don’t have to?—”

“That wasn’t my question, Sterlie.” I kissed the inside of her thighs one after the other.

“Do we even have the time for… uh, this?” Her eyes snapped over to the doors to make sure nobody was watching.

“We have until I say we’re leaving.” I knew her position wasn’t the most comfortable, so I didn’t plan on taking my time. Even if that wasn’t a factor, the only reason for us to get going was if my family suddenly showed up.

“I never came twice in a row before,” she told me, cheeks flushed. “I tried but it didn’t work.”

“We can change that.” My lips lay on her cunt with a soft kiss and a second later, I heard Sterlie’s sharp intake of breath. “Do you want me to keep going, cuore mio?”

“Please.” She sounded desperate.

“Try to relax,” I told her before licking her slowly.

She tasted like the sweetest of candies. I could spend the rest of my life between her legs.

“Fuck!” She groaned and reached a hand tightly into my hair, pulling at the strands.

I chuckled at the word that left her mouth. Sterlie had never cursed before.

My cock ached with the desire to replace my tongue inside of her pretty cunt, but that had to wait some more.

Sterlie’s thighs quivered around my head as I circled my tongue around her sensitive clit before I sucked it right into my mouth. A whimper hit my ears and a loud moan followed shortly after.

Her hips moved, trying to press deeper into my face with every lick.

I sucked her clit into my mouth once, twice; licked, and teased her cunt like I was a starved man and this was my last meal before a cruel death.

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