Page 15 of Healing Love

“I need your words,” I whisper as I kiss her soft belly and then look up into her big, vulnerable blue eyes. “I know I’m your first. I fucking love that. It’s been so damn long for me. I don’t remember anyone before you, sunshine.”

“I trust you, Elliot,” Brielle murmurs. God, her words are my undoing.

“Good girl,” I praise as I help her lay down on the bed, her legs still dangling over the edge.

Lifting one leg over my shoulder and then the other, I grip her hips to keep her in place and run my nose along the seam of her pussy. I blow hot air over her juicy folds and feel her tremble in my hands. My tongue dips into her soaking wet entrance and up, up, up to her tight ball of nerves.

“Oh, god, Elliot…” she cries out, clenching her thighs together when I circle her clit again and again. Another forceful stroke of my tongue pushes through her folds, pulling whimpers from deep within her.

I spear my tongue into her hole, sipping her sweet nectar straight from the source. Massaging the walls of her velvet pussy, I get lost in her scent, her taste, her essence as it gushes over my lips, dripping down my chin. I find her clit and circle around the outside, not quite giving her what she needs.

“Ohmygod, Elliot, please…” Brielle rotates her hips, trying to get me to touch her where she needs me. I place my other hand over her stomach, spreading out my fingers and pinning her in place.

I withdraw my hand completely and look up at her, depriving her of my touch altogether. She whimpers in frustration.

“I’ll always give you what you need,” I promise her.

I dive back into her addictive pussy. Just being away from her sweet heat for a few seconds was pure torture. I devour her ripe little cunt, unable to get enough of her. Swirling my tongue around her little button, I trace patterns and switch between feather-soft licks and hard, forceful licks. Brielle writhes beautifully under me as I continue my assault.

I move my fingers to her entrance, slipping one finger into her tight channel.

“Elliot,” she shouts as she fists the sheets in her hands.

I pump my digit in and out of her, curling my finger to massage her most sensitive spot. I thrust two fingers inside of her and watch as she shakes and jerks her hips up at the invasion. Leaning back a bit, I watch my fingers move in and out of her as she rides my hand. Fucking beautiful.

She’s so close, I feel her muscles tense, her pussy pulsing around me. Her body is strung tight, vibrating with tension as I wind her up with each pump of my fingers.

“Ohmygod, ohmygod, Elliot, I… Ohmygod…”

She can barely form words as she reaches her peak, her breathing becoming more and more erratic.

“I’ve got you, sunshine. Come for me. Come all over my face, god, I need you to come for me, Brielle.”

I lean back down and suck her clit into my mouth, massaging it with my tongue. I bite down on her hard nub and she explodes on my hand, gushing and thrashing and crying out my name. I replace my fingers with my tongue and lap up wave after wave of wetness as her pussy convulses and she rides out her high.

I rub her clit again and again in continuous, steady circles.

“I can’t, Elliot. It’s too much,” she whimpers.

“Not enough, love. One more time. I need it. Need to see you come again.”

I pump two fingers inside of her again, her pussy still throbbing and swollen from her first orgasm. I’m mesmerized by her soft, pink folds, glistening with her need. She’s so fucking wet, my fingers glide easily in and out of her, stretching her and preparing her for my huge cock.

Soon, Brielle tenses up against my hand and I know she’s on edge.

“That’s it, honey,” I rasp. “Let go for me. I’ve got you.”

I curl my fingers up to hit her G-spot and press down on her clit with my thumb and she spasms around my hand, every muscle in her body clenching before her great release.

“Oh, fuck! Elliot, Elliot, Elliot…” she chants as she floats back down to earth. I stare at her, soaking in every facial expression, every curve of her body, every bounce of her gorgeous tits as she trembles before me.

I remove my fingers from her and circle her nipples, covering her in her sweet, sticky juices before licking it off her breasts. I work my way up her chest, nipping and kissing the graceful curve of her neck, relishing in the slightly salty taste of her skin from the thin sheen of sweat covering her body. I love that I put it there, made her sweat, made her moan and shake.

Finally, my lips graze the delicate shell of her ear.

“Fucking beautiful. Love watching you fall apart.”

Brielle’s breathing finally returns to normal. Her brilliant eyes flutter open, making me groan when I see the lust still burning there.

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