Page 64 of Crimson Flames

Biting my lip, I watch for that hitch of breath as I push a little harder. Once I hear it, I respond, my voice full of lust. “When in doubt, eat her out.”

Her eyes widen even as she lets out a breathy laugh. “Oh, that’s what they say, huh?”

My fingers slip into her waistband as I look at her, seeking permission. She hesitates, so I give her time. When she nods, I swear my body tingles in delight.

We all filled out the lists Dr. K gave us, and Nessa said she’s willing to try some new things, but wants to take it slow.

Working her pants down, Boris shifts her in the large chair so she is straddling his lap as he holds her open for me. I toss the clothing to the side.

“No one will bother us back here, right, Old Man?”

I glance behind us, not wanting anyone else to get to witness this perfect view.

“They have strict orders to only come when called.”

I chuckle under my breath. “Well then, I think it’s time we make our girl come.”

Nessa groans when I lean in, my breath fanning over her perfect pussy. I plan to take this slow, but I’m dying for a taste.

My tongue darts out, swiping between her folds as she lets out the most beautiful sound. Boris’ hand disappears under her shirt as I pull back.

“Tell me you want this,” I say, needing her to use her words, so we know this isn’t pushing her too far. She blinks a few times, taking my words to heart as she checks in with herself.

“Just…just go slow.”

“Hmm, Sweetheart. I could eat you all damn day. If you want slow, I’ll make it last forever.”

Boris chuckles, drawing my attention to him. “Got something to say?”

He presses his lips to her ear, making her head fall back onto his shoulder. “She is shaking for it already. I bet she comes in three minutes.”

Nessa licks her lips as a blush creeps on her cheeks.

“Is that true, Love?”

Tilting her head down, she nods. I take that as a challenge though.

“Look at your watch, Old Man. I plan to drag this one out for at least ten minutes. After all, it’s been so long since someone has allowed me to have any dessert. I think I might have to gorge a little.”

With a wink, I dive in. My tongue licks her from clit to arse, then back again. Boris raises her shirt, so my mouth can dance over her scar, all the way to her belly button.

I circle it the same way I would her clit, teasing her. Her response is immediate, hips trying to push forward as I continue exploring.

“That’s it,Lisichka. Show him what you need. Do not let him deny you.”

Her whine has me all but helpless to obey. Sinking down, I press my tongue into her, allowing my piercing to play along her entrance, right where she loves it.

Within seconds, she is panting, her walls trying to suck me in further, but instead, I sit back and wipe my face, making her huff in annoyance.

“Do you need more, Sweetheart?”

I want her to come out of her shell, to keep chipping away at the pieces confining her to her mind until she demands I give her what she needs.

“Please, I need you.”

Satisfied with her response, I decide to ease some of the ache by sucking on her clit. Her arousal quickly begins to drip down my chin, and I lap it up eagerly.

What can I say, I’m a starved man after all.

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