Page 15 of Felonies are Forever

“Is it good?” CeeCee’s words make me smile in spite of myself.

“Good is not the right word, my little bird. There isn’t a word invented yet for how you taste.”

Her puffy lips turn up in a wicked grin. Combined with the need on her face, it is so stunning I almost want to snap a picture.

“You are a hot mess, my little bird. But I’m about to take care of that.”

She yelps as my hands take her by the inner thighs, spreading her high and wide. Her sweet ass lifts a few inches off the bed as I take my place between her legs. I’m pulling her so far apart I see her dripping opening gape ever so slightly.

“Oh, God…” her hands come down to smack on the bed, fisting the sheets.

“This pink pussy is mine now. You get that? See how wet this is? Sopping, dripping cunt…that’s all for me. That means it’s mine. You won’t ever keep me from what’s mine, little bird.”

I will ruin her, in the best of ways, of course. I need to. It’s no longer a choice. And I don’t fucking care.

My mouth waters as her scent swirls around me. It’s addictive. I’m mesmerized by the sight of her layers and folds.The peek of her clit, swollen a bit already, and I imagine her filling my mouth with her juice.

She shifts her hips upward, just slightly, and her eyes watch from above.

“How many times are you going to cum for me, little bird?”

Her eyes turn down, lips closed, and a change sweeps over her. “I don’t know. The first time I ever came was today. With you, earlier. Forever until now, I sort of thought I was broken. That I couldn’t do it. I’ve tried to do it to myself, but I…” The blush on her cheeks sends my heart racing.

I love so many things about her already. This unabashed honesty is one. I know it’s the truth, and the fact that she would share that with me is more precious than any jewel.

“Oh, my little bird. You are not broken. Let’s see how many times this little cunt of mine is going to sing for me. You just hold on for the ride, baby. Just hold on, keep your legs open and let me do the rest.”

I enter her with my tongue first. As deep as it will go, feeling her walls tighten as I thrust in and out. Swallowing and slurping the first of her soaking juice as it spreads over my tongue.

I’m branded forever with the taste of her. I grunt and moan into her cunt and spin my tongue in circles inside, trying to get as much of her juice as she will release.

Her body nearly catapults off the mattress, but my fingers are dug into her flesh. There will be marks there tomorrow. Deep bruises to remind her who was here and whose she is now.

She’s tight as fuck inside, like a wall of flesh against my tongue, and I hope like hell her body will yield to what I’m bringing. I’m thick, I know that, long too, and I’m on fucking fire for her, so I’m not sure how gentle this is going to be.

God damn, she’s so fucking sweet. I could eat this cunt for hours. Living down here, shamelessly pulling orgasms from her until she blacks out then doing it all over again.

I lick my way up to her clit as her body twists like a serpent and her noises ring in my ears like a symphony of ecstasy. She’s making those noises because of me and I think this is the pinnacle of my life so far.

My lips find her clit, pulling it between my teeth and pinching it before attacking it with my tongue. She yelps and flounces, and I lock my mouth over the swollen little nub, working it until she releases in my mouth.

I swallow every drop, lifting her harder into my face and grinding my nose against her as I eat the finest meal of my life. I need her supple and loose for the main course, so I push further even as she slaps at my head. Her body so sensitive, it must be painful, but the next orgasm is right here, ready to be picked from the tree. And it’s my job to push her.

To take.

Without asking.

Her orgasms are mine and I want them all.

I circle and suck her clit until the hands pushing against my head turn to fingers clutching into my hair, pulling me into her, but I can’t get any closer. My face is soaked with her as I growl and look up only to see her looking back with the same fire in her eyes. That sweet girl is gone, her innocent face replaced with that of a writhing creature that I’ve brought forth from somewhere deep within. The more her inhibitions fall away, the more beautiful she becomes.

Her body shakes and floods my mouth. I eat her to one more orgasm after that, and she becomes a quivering, soaking mess, primed and ready for what I’m bringing home.

“You’re going to cum on my cock too, little bird. I need that. I need to feel that.”

I guide the dripping head of my cock to her slick opening, watching her unfocused eyes try to find me as she realizes what is coming next.

“It’s going to hurt.” She whimpers as she looks at the monster I’m stroking and rubbing through her folds.

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