Page 168 of Delilah In Discretion

I gasped as he kissed me passionately, and my back met the mattress. My eyes rolled back as his kisses went from the top of my neck, down my stomach to the center of my core, and like always,he went straight to work.

I moaned softly as he pushed my underwear to the side and got busy with his tongue. He was always a bit over-excited when it came to making me feel wanted and cherished.

At this rate, if he worked his magic like he normally did, I would come undone at any second. With his tongue lapping at my clit, I shuddered a breath as I could barely keep my hips still.

He grabbed my leg harshly as he went faster, and I whimpered softly as the pressure in my lower stomach began to build.

“I-I want…” I whispered, and he chuckled, having complete control over my body, mind, and soul.

“I know. Cum, baby,” he muttered, and at his mercy, I threw my head back and clutched the sheets beneath me as my body wriggled in pleasure. His hands held me still as my body shook, and he didn’t think he was done devouring me.

Letting out a moan as he finally decided to give me mercy, I looked up at him hazily as he went over to the drawer beside his bed.

Coming back over, he sat me up slowly and placed a kiss on my forehead.

“Are you sure about this, Princess?” he asked.

After coming down from my high, I nodded, placing a kiss on his lips to soothe his worries. His hand made its way to my back, and he skillfully unclasped my bra with one of his hands.

I hid my blush as he pushed me gently back down onto the bed with a look of pure lust in his eyes. He pulled my underwear down rather slowly, and after dropping his pants, I looked away out of embarrassment.

He was not by any means a boy...

He chuckled as I heard him tearing open the packet. “No need to be shy, Princess,” he whispered, and he soon was hovering over me.

I looked directly into his eyes as he placed a kiss on my lips and bit my lip softly.

“You ready, baby?” he asked.

I nodded. “Yes.”

He sat up slowly and placed his hands on my hips. Soon, he placed his tip at my entrance, and I groaned softly as he slowly pushed in.

He was going as slowly as he could, doing his best to allow me to adjust. However, my body felt confused, wanting him more than ever and pushing him away at the same time. Meanwhile, he looked strained as he seemed to be trying to control himself.

Feeling full, I whimpered as he was only halfway there. “Fuck, you’re so tight, baby,” he whispered, and I bit my lip as I looked into his strained eyes.

To ease my pain, one of his hands found my clit, and his thumb began to lightly tease me to distract me from any discomfort.And it was working a bit too well.

“More,” I whispered, and he paused for a moment.

“You want more, Princess? Hmm?” he asked mockingly, and I nodded as the pain and pleasure consumed me. He smiled sinisterly, and I pouted as I felt him pull out, but then, Iyelped as he thrust his entire length into me, the pain almost consuming me.

He shushed me softly as he placed soft kisses on my neck and collarbone.

“I know, baby, I know,” he muttered as one hand wiped away the single tear that fell from my eyes and the other hand much lower as his thumb stroked my folds slowly, distracting me from the pain.

The ache was still there but slightly faint as I nodded for him to continue after some time. He slowly started to build a rhythm that wasn’t too fast or slow—placing kisses on my head, neck, and cheek as I did my best to stay coherent and not give out.

“You feel so good, baby. So fucking good,” he whispered in my ear, and I just about died listening to his words.

He lifted me from the bed after a moment, and my arms wrapped around his neck as I straddled his thighs.

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.Thrust.

Squeezing him closer as he hit a sensitive spot, I let out a high-pitched moan as he paused for a moment. A small smile graced his lips, and before I knew it, he was lifting me up and down with his hands on my waist, hitting the same spot again and again and again.

“Your little pussy clenches each time I hit your G-spot, Princess,” he muttered by my ear as my eyes rolled back with another guttural moan.

---