Page 40 of Into The Darkness

She paused before she turned around so she was on her knees between my legs.

“Ash?” Her eyes were big and doe-eyed, and suddenly, I could feel the heat crackling inside the forest.

“Ember . . .” I threatened as her long black hair fell in front of her face. Her angular features, thick lips, and her fucking amber eyes now filled with such a deep fervor.

“I need—”

“Ember, if I taste you, I will never be able to stop. If we cross this line, you need to understand there is no going back.” My hands gripped her hips, then I grazed along her dress and lifted her thighs so she was straddling my lap. Her dress raised, and the heat from her core warmed my cock.

I leaned into her ear and whispered something so soft that the words barely came out of my mouth. “My, my, what a dirty little girl. You are already so wet waiting for me.”

Wrapping my hands around her backside, I gave her thick round ass a quick squeeze before pulling off her sweater and laying it on the blanket. I lifted her so I could lay her down, then her legs opened and dropped to the blanket.

“Have you ever been touched by a man before?” I asked, and she nodded. “Did you come when he touched you?” I crawled up her body, and our cheeks touched.

“N-no,” she rasped.

“Good,” I purred as I lowered myself so my face was in front of her cunt. I lifted her dress, and with one swift movement, ripped away her underwear so her pretty pink pussy was dripping in front of me. I felt her begging for me, and my cock stiffened so hard it throbbed, desperate to enjoy a taste of her sweet cunt.

“I-I have never had anyone do . . . this . . . before.” I popped my head up to look at her.

“Eat your tight pussy?” I let one corner of my lip twist up, loving that I was embarrassing her.

“Y-yes,” she moaned, and I moved my finger closer to her cunt, at first just tracing around her opening, sliding in her sweet juices.

I pressed a finger inside of her and groaned as her body bucked beneath my hands. She let out a guttural moan that echoed deep in the woods.

“That’s my girl,” I praised. I added another finger to my assault, thrusting them into the tightest cunt I had ever felt in my entire life.

“I have never felt a softer little pussy in my entire life.” I plunged my fingers inside of her, in and out, then slowly brought my thumb above her opening, teasing her clit.

“Ash.” She moaned over and over again.

“I love hearing my name on your lips.” I licked my lips and took my hand out. The deafening sigh of sadness was profound. “Don’t worry, mi sol. I am just getting started.”

Chapter fifteen

Everything about my life had changed in the last hour. The way I knew nothing about who my family was, really fucked with my head, but all I could think about was the man devouring me like I was his favorite meal.

When he took his fingers out of my greedy cunt, the emptiness I felt was iniquitous. I almost screamed at him, but then he wrapped his tongue around his sticky fingers and sucked them into his mouth, reveling in every ounce of my arousal.

Forget what I had said about sex. I wanted to fuck this man again and again.

When he saw how desperate I was after he finger-fucked me, he pressed his head between my thighs. I relaxed, dropping my knees to the side. His hot breath teased my clit. I was going to fucking lose it, and he hadn’t even done anything yet.

“Tell me what you need, mi sol.”

“You, Ash. I need you. I want your fucking tongue on me . . . now!” A low chuckle was the only sound before his mouth descended on me.

Why hadn’t more people talked about getting eaten out? That should be in a book written on how to please women.

Rule Number One: Eat her cunt like you mean it.

His tongue was a symphony, both gentle and commanding, as his tongue darted, flicked, and sucked me down. I bucked under him, grinding myself deeper into him. That didn’t deter him, it only made him intensify his bloodthirsty demand.

“So fucking sweet,” he said when he came up for air, but I wasn’t done. I was desperate for the release building inside of me.

I’d never had an orgasm, but I knew the feeling bubbling inside of my core, threatening to spill over, was exactly that. It had to have been.

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