Page 46 of Nidev and Lyric

“My Doo-nie,” he whispered like a dark secret, fingers gliding on her clit again as the huge crown remained poised against her butt, unmoving. He splayed his hand over the bottom of her back again, gently rocking her against the pressure while bringing a slow boil in her clit.

“It’s too big,” she panted, even as her hips moved and chased his ghosting touch over her throbbing ache.

“It is,” he shuddered, the lust in his voice boiling her. He slid his thumb gently along the perimeter where the crown pressed. “Relax for me.” He created a lapping motion, increasing the pressure with the head. “Breathe out. Push against me with that muscle,” he murmured, the tip of his thumb sliding between his cock and her butt. “This muscle here…” he urged, pressing right on the opening, his breath thick. “Flex it for me.”

She gasped several times, pushing against his thumb with that part of her.

“Good girl,” he praised, when it drew the tip in. “Do it again.”

The worry in her moans lessened as she felt and understood what he was teaching her.

“You have a hungry little muscle,” he purred, sounding eager to feed it, his thumb pushing further in, very slowly. “Let it suck my finger.”

Her breaths strained as she flexed, earning his eager groan. “That’s a good girl.” He stroked her lower back, helping her rock again. “Mmm. Your sweet ass is sucking my finger.”

He was back at her clit, tormenting, barely feeding the painful ache. She chased the fire again, moving her hips and engaging that flex. This time the two feelings merged into something that staggered her moans.

“There it is,” he whispered, building a rhythm that combined the sensations into a single pleasure.

A soft moan rode out on her sigh when muscles began to loosen and open for him, drawing in more pleasure.

“That’s it,” he urged, his finger sliding deep in her ass again. “Keep sucking it just like that.”

He eased his thumb from her butt and the return of his huge crown brought instant worry back to her moans.

“I have you,” he soothed, his hand caressing and massaging her lower back. “Trust me, Doo-nie.”

It was a command and a reminder that she did. Her breaths shook in and out, muscles trembling.

“Relax baby,” he urged, his thumb coaxing the skin around the thick head.

Oh God. Her pulse hammered in her chest as she strained to see him over her shoulder, fighting the instinct to lock her muscles. His fingers stroked over her mouth, and she moaned when his middle one slipped in.

“Stroke your clit very softly,” he instructed while fucking her mouth. “And very slowly.”

She obeyed and the heat quickly reached feverish, her moans stretching longer, her muscles loosening more.

“Good girl,” he coaxed softly, removing his finger from her mouth and massaging her lower back again. “Get your pussy nice and hot.”

Her moans sharpened, sending his warning.

“Slower,” he corrected on exhale, his fingers kneading along her lower back. “Muchslower.”

“Please,” she whimpered, her body trembling and aching for him.

The pressure on her butt suddenly increased, shooting her pulse up. “Nidev,” she panted.

“Relax the muscle, angel,” he instructed, his fingers shadowing hers on her clit. “You’re going to suck my crown.”

He suddenly smacked her ass, and she cried out when the head barely penetrated.

“Good girl,” he shuddered, holding her still. “Relax it.”

“I…I can’t,” she whimpered, need and worry making her shake from the fullness in her butt.

“You can,” he assured, spanking her ass again, forcing the instinctual flex and drawing him in more. “Fuck,” he groaned,his breaths dark rasps as his hand moved slowly up her spine. “You’re sucking it perfectly.”

His massive penis in that tight space had every muscle locked up and shaking. Everything shook. Her breaths, her whimpers, her fingers no longer moving over her clit.

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