Page 21 of Surrender to Me

“Good,” he praised. “Cum all over my tongue, baby. Do it now.”

And then, he sucked hard, flicking his tongue against me mercilessly, not stopping, not letting up, not letting me breathe. I couldn’t take it anymore. I broke.

“Fuuuucckkkkk!”

A sharp, wrecked scream tore from my throat as pleasure slammed through me. My back arched and my entire body locked up before unraveling completely. Legend groaned, licking me through it, letting me ride the waves of my orgasm, his fingers digging into my thighs to hold me in place.

I was still trembling, still twitching, whimpering his name as he finally pulled back, dragging his tongue along my inner thigh. When he finally lifted his gaze to mine, his lips were shiny, his beard was wet as hell and his eyes were completely blown with hunger. “Look at that beautiful mess,” he grunted, dragging a thumb through the mess between my thighs. I swallowed hard, my breath still uneven. "Your name’s Honey for real.”

No one—no fucking one—had ever made me feel like this. I had thought I knew my body. Thought I knew pleasure, thought I knew what it meant to be satisfied. I had been so fucking wrong. This shit was crazy.

His kisses trailed up my body until he reached my lips, kissing them. I tasted myself on his tongue, moaning against his mouth, helpless and raw. When he pulled back, his gaze was intense before he smirked. “Turn that ass over and arch that fucking back.”

A fresh wave of heat shot through me, my entire body tingling at the pure dominance in his tone. I didn’t even question it. I turned over, my body still weak and lazy, moving on autopilot, my knees pressing into the mattress as I slowly arched my back.

My hands gripped the sheets, my body anticipating him, craving the dick. Legend let out a low, approving growl, his large hands gripping my hips, spreading me open. And then I felt a sharp slap on my ass.

I squealed, my body jerking at the mix of pain and pleasure. “That’s what I like to hear.”

I whimpered, clutching the sheets tighter, my pussy already clenching in anticipation. I thought he was going to slide inside me. Thought he was finally going to give me what I’d been bracing for. But, much to my surprise, I felt his tongue glowing over my throbbing, overstimulated pussy.

A sharp gasp tore from my lips as my legs trembled instantly. I moaned and gasped when I felt his tongue dip lower and lower. “Legend!” He slowly licked over my asshole, teasing me with strokes of his tongue. “Oh my Godddd...” I gasped, my fingers digging into the sheets, my thighs shaking uncontrollably.

Legend smirked against my skin. “You better not run from it.”

I was losing my fucking mind. His hands locked onto my hips, holding me still, keeping me exactly where he wanted. I whimpered, panting and shaking. “Legend, please…”

“Please what?” he asked, his tongue still flicking, teasing, torturing me in ways I wasn’t ready for.

“Please. Fuck…I can’t…”

Legend groaned, his tongue licking me deeper, his mouth hot, slick, merciless. “Yes, you can.”

Slipping two fingers into my dripping pussy, he fucked me while his tongue continued its relentless torture. Circling, dipping, flicking. My thighs clamped together, but he didn’t let me close them. “Fuck, Legend! Oh my God… fuck…”

He chuckled. “You bouta cum, huh, beautiful?” I nodded frantically, my entire body shaking violently. “Say it.”

“I’m gonna—I’m gon… fuuuckkk. Legend…”

“Cum for me, sweetheart.”

He removed his fingers and sucked on my pussy hard, his tongue flicking with perfect precision, his grip locking me in place and I released. A scream leaped from my throat as pleasure ripped through me, hitting so hard, so deep, I saw nothing but the white light to heaven.

My body convulsed, my legs shaking uncontrollably, my juices spilling down, soaking him. Legend groaned against me, drinking every drop, his hands tightening on my hips, keeping me locked in place, forcing me to ride out every single wave.

I was sobbing, whimpering like a fucking baby. By the time he finally pulled away, I collapsed onto the wet sheets, my body limp, shaking, completely fucking done. I could still feel him behind me, hovering, watching, and most likely amused at the way he had me. But I couldn’t move.

I couldn’t speak. Fuck. I could barely breathe. Legend chuckled, dragging his wet fingers down my spine, his voice low and devastating. This wasn’t normal. What kind of man does this shit? What kind of man enjoys completely ruining a woman like this? I sucked in a shaky breath, my mind spinning, trying to make sense of what was happening to me.

“Why are you doing this to me?” I whispered, my voice breathless, wrecked, almost pleading.

Legend chuckled behind me, a low, smooth sound, his warm, strong hands gliding up my back, his lips pressing against my spine. “Because you deserve this,” he murmured, his voice dark, slow, full of certainty. His hands gripped my waist as he slowly picked me back up, lifting me onto my hands and knees again. “There you go,” he whispered, positioning me exactly how he wanted me.

Back arched perfectly. Face down, ass up. Completely open. Completely exposed. Completely his. I whimpered, my arms shaking, my body aching for more but too sensitive to handle it. “Legend, please...” I gasped, my voice breaking.

“Please what, baby?” he questioned, his lips teasing against my shoulder. I quivered, glancing back at him, my eyes half-lidded, hazy, desperate. “Tell a nigga what you need,” he demanded.

“You,” I finally whispered, my voice barely audible. “I need you.”

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