Know the terrain where the battle will happen.
I slipped my gaze over that perfect body.
I knew every inch of her, where the curve of her waist flared into the fullness of her hips; how the lower part of her back dipped before rising into that majestic ass.
I knew what she liked too: she enjoyed my teasing tongue on her pussy; she thrived under my possessive gaze and definitely loved when I was assertive with my cock—not forceful but firm.
I considered more of Sun Tzu’s teachings.
Know yourself.
I knew my limits. I damn sure knew that if I touched that ass now, it would be all over for me. But I also knew that I wanted to make this experience extremely pleasurable for her too.
To cum before her would be to break me.
Therefore, this moment would require tremendous restraint.
Alright. I know what I must do.
Instead of plunging my cock into her and giving in to my primal urges, I backed up, bent over, and lowered my mouth to that pussy.
“Lei, what are you—”
Angling my head just right, I dove my eager tongue within those wet folds.
A moan ripped from her throat.
The taste of her was utterly intoxicating.
Sweet and salty.
Nectar from the gods.
Every movement of my tongue elicited a new sound from her, each more desperate than the last.
Her hips arched. “Oh!”
I shifted into theDragon’s Flame Dancemaking sure that my tongue kept the required rhythm, which was difficult with her soft, fat ass bouncing against my face.
Mmmm.
Each lap of my tongue had to be long, gentle, and intense, but never too fast, or the flame would burn out.
Fuck. Why does her pussy taste so good?
My lips got wet with her.
Alright. This is going to work.
I forced her to spread her legs wider.
Next, I altered the position of my head, dove deeper, and gave her precise flicks to her clit.
Monique’s thighs quivered around my head. “Oh damn, Lei.”
I savored those words.
Know thy enemy.