"Open your legs for me," I order after laying her down.
My staff lit the torches I keep on the beach, so even though I can't see her as well as I want, when she hesitantly spreads her thighs as instructed, I notice the glistening of her arousal.
I don't let her get accustomed to the position, because I'm starving.
I go to her and place her thick legs over my shoulders.
"Watch as I devour you."
She props herself up on her elbows, and as I part the lips of her untouched sex and begin to lick her, she cries out with pleasure.
She squirms, consumed by desire, but I don't stop. I suck on her clit and gently finger her, alternating with licks and nibbles on her swollen labia. She moans, calling my name, and all that's going through my mind is that I want to hear that sound forever.
She locks her legs around my neck, using her heels on my back as leverage to lift her hips, and she comes hard, but I don't stop licking her.
"If you keep doing that, I'm going to pass out. It's too much."
"I'm nowhere near finished."
I devour her, wanting to imprint her taste on my memory, because even now, I'm certain that no matter how many times she fills my mouth with her nectar, I'll never have enough.
When she warns me that she's about to orgasm again, I reach my limit.
"Give me more, Zeus. I want to be yours."
A warning signal lights up in my mind because I know we're mixing everything up, but it's not only her who wants more. I've never felt so connected to a woman.
Madison is surrendering to me, and at least for today, I don't want to let my rational side take control. I want nothing more than our bodies intertwined in this fever that's driving me mad.
When I lean over her, her hand touches me and rubs gently, but I grasp her wrist.
"No. I need to be inside you."
She looks at me, seeming as hungry as I feel, and when I kneel on the futon, between her legs, she licks her lips. "I can still taste you on my tongue."
Damn, this woman is sexy! She seems to know just what to say to drive me wild.
"I don't want to use a condom this time. I'm clean."
"Why?"
"I want to feel all of you. Your flesh opening up for me."
She nods, giving me permission. "You make love to me without even touching me," she says in a tone that seems somewhat accusing.
My erection brushes against her abdomen, and I brace myself on my forearms without putting my weight on her.
"Ah . . .”
"Fuck, I could live just for those moans." I grip her hips, rubbing my length between her wet folds, and the sensation is delicious. "Feel how crazy I am for you."
"Are you really?"
"From the moment I saw you, I knew you were mine, Madison." I have no filter left between my brain and my mouth. Desire for her has knocked down all my barriers right now. "Feel me. Look at what you do to me."
She grinds against me, and every time she slides her pussy along my cock, she moans loudly.
I grab her breasts, alternating between sucking on them and biting the sensitive nipples. I devour her because she's become my favorite sustenance. I don't want to waste any of what she offers me.