Page 21 of Ruin

Leaning down, he nuzzled her temple, lips brushing her ear as he murmured gruffly, “Good.”

With that, he lifted her and twisted to lay on his back, positioning her so that she was poised above him, knees on either side of his head, slick pussy hovering right above his mouth.

“Spread those pretty thighs wide and lemme taste you.”

Need, raw and throbbing, clenched low in her belly at his words. With a soft whimper, she parted her legs farther around his broad shoulders, moaning when the cool air hit the wetness coating her inner thighs and pussy.

“Fuuuck,” he groaned. “Look at you. So pretty, so fuckin’ wet for me. So fuckin’ pink.”

Lira gasped as Ruin grabbed her hips and pulled her down with a sudden yank. He dragged that impossibly long tongue across her dripping slit in one steady lick that had her eyes rolling back.

He groaned, the sound rapturous. “You taste even better than I imagined.”

Pleasure that he’d imagined the taste of her barely had time to flicker to life before he tightened his grip on her hips and feasted.

Stroking, licking, sucking, he devoured her. Mouth falling open in shock, she gripped his head, hips moving of their own accord—involuntary little jerks she couldn’t seem to stop.

“Ruin!”

“That's it,” he rumbled, voice thick with lust. “Lemme taste every inch of this sweet little cunt.”

She shuddered, bucking helplessly as he lapped and sucked at her greedily, circling her entrance with tantalizing swirls. Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore teasing, he palmed her ass, holding her steady as he dragged the flat of his tongue up in one searing lick.

“Ahh!” Her entire body jolted when he glided over the swollen, throbbing bundle of nerves at the apex of her slit. “Oh gods… right there!”

“What is this?” he rasped between fevered swipes, sounding utterly entranced.

“My clit,” she gasped, thighs trembling where they gripped his head.

“It's sensitive.” It was a statement, but she nodded anyway.

She felt that wicked mouth curl into a smile. “Good.”

He lashed over it again and again, ruthlessly working it in tight, insistent circles until she was quaking above him, robbed of breath and coherent thought.

She could only keen as he feasted on her, his talented tongue swirling patterns designed to shatter what little sanity she had left.

He'd fantasized about this,craved it, but the reality was a thousand times better.

The scent and taste of her was driving him out of his godsdamn mind. The way she was moving above him, hips rolling, the way she cried out his name. Gods, she was fucking addictive. So responsive, so uninhibited in her pleasure.

She’d been holding herself back before, but now… Now, she was riding his face, grinding and sliding that slippery little cunt across his mouth.

Wrapping his lips around the nub that elicited such a delicious reaction, he sucked on it, hard, flicking the tip of his tongue over it mercilessly. Above him, Lira gave a sharp cry, fingers contracting on his head, nails biting into his flesh. The slight sting only made his own arousal throb more insistently.

Unable to resist any longer, he reached down with the hand not holding her steady above him and fisted his cock, stroking himself in time with the rocking of her hips.

“Ruin, please! I need?—”

“Tell me,” he rasped, the words muffled.

“P- put it in me? Please. Fuck me with your tongue.”

Godsdamn.

Hearing those words come from her sweet lips damn near made him spill his seed. Without hesitation, he gave her exactly what she wanted and plunged his tongue deep into her tight pussy.

The taste of her, purer here, went straight to his head. Eyes rolling back, hips bucking into his fist, he grabbed her ass and pulled her down as he thrust his tongue deeper, needing more.

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