Page 67 of Silenced

I’m relieved.

She lives up to her name—solnyshko.

What is the sun if not a roiling, boiling mass of fury that pounds down on our heads?

As I part her legs, she doesn’t fight me.

I don’t think she’s scared.

Mostly, I believe she’s surprised by her actions and stunned into compliance because she’s uncertain of my reaction to her tantrum.

Then, as I draw her farther along the table so her cunt is easier to reach, I see it.

It.

Need.

She might chafe at the restrictions I’m placing on her, but she isn’t unresponsive to them.

Her cunt is pulsing, throbbing. The small slit quivers as her juices slip and slide from her, tunneling toward her ass.

Inwardly, I hide a smile as I run my nose along the side of her mons. She yelps, squirming on the table with embarrassment.

I pull back and level her with a look.

She swallows, her gaze darting from my eyes to my mouth. Then, she licks her lips and seals her fate as I move closer to her again, slowly, slowly.

Letting her feel my breath on her slit.

Letting her know that I can scent her with every inhalation.

As my tongue flickers along the line of her crotch where it meets her thigh, a moan whispers from her chest.

That moan is mine. Just as she is.

Every moment of every day she’s here with me, I’ll deepen the ties that bind us together until she’s as locked intousas I am.

Pressing a kiss to her pubis, I let my nose nuzzle her slit.

She releases a soft sigh as she grabs a hold of my head. She could shove me away, but she doesn’t. She holds me in place, whispering, “Jesus fuck,” when I nudge her clit.

The hair is a problem I’ll deal with later. But, it amplifies her scent, intensifying it to the point where I could drown in her.

What a way to fucking go.

Closing my eyes, I let my tongue drift out and connect with her pussy.

A shudder roils through me at her taste.

I’d sucked my fingers clean yesterday but that’s nothing to savoring her directly from the source.

How the fuck does she taste of the sun?

Why is she so goddamn hot that she burns my tongue?

Gathering reconnaissance as I map her pussy, I quickly seek out and find her hot spots—she has many.

And worse still, she isn’t used to them being touched.

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