Page 63 of Devotion

“Oh, Ciro!”

Closing my eyes, I savor her, taking my sweet time exploring every fold of her sex, letting the desire build. Letting her fully enjoy the experience.

Pulling my tongue up along each side of her, into the cleft of her thigh makes her moan deeper. Dragging the flat of my tongue across her core makes her gasp. Spearing my tongue inside makes her abs tense, her eyes clamping shut in silent ecstasy.

Until a little laugh escapes my lips. I can’t help it. I’m enjoying this too much. But she glares at me, still squirming with my fingers playing at her entrance.

“You’re making fun of me.”

“No, I’menjoyingthis. I’m teasing you. I like teasing you.”

“Teasing? I am not sure if I know this word.”

“You know, like when you go to kiss somebody, but you don’t. Like this…” I breathe, pretending to lick her, but staying just out of reach. Her hips buck toward my mouth, a little growl at her lips.

“So this is teasing.”

“Oh, I haven’t even begun to tease you.”

“Keep it up and I will tease my thighs around your head like vise grip,” she promises, giving me a hot look.

Message received.

This time, I only toy with her once before I dive back in, kissing her sex deeply.

Her hips speak volumes as I increase the intensity, circling her apex, playing a fingertip at her entrance. She falls into a tantalizing rhythm, gyrating and writhing to my touch.

I want to take all fucking day, all fucking night. To make her scream louder than she ever has. But I know I won’t hold out that long. The ache in my chest matches the ache in my crotch to be inside her.

For now, I can wait, watching the rapture take her slowly, watching her back arch off the bed.

“This is going to make me…”

“It’s all I want to do.”

“Mmm, yes!” she sings, meeting my eyes with longing. With a look that tells me she has never opened herself this way, never let anyone have the control she keeps in her life.

And that thought alone turns me on more than anything.

Vanya’s mouth opens wider, a silent cry as I slide a finger into her, twirling my tongue around her peak, sucking and fluttering. Her walls shudder around my finger, drawing me in deeper, dipping to let me press harder on the cluster of nerves just inside her.

I can’t resist the urge to reach down, gripping my rock-hard dick in my fist, working it from base to tip. She’s so unbelievably gorgeous. Sexy. Alluring.

I want to worship this woman.

I want to fall apart at her feet and have her put me back together. But at the same time, I want to be stronger than anybody’s ever been for her, because that’s all she does all day. She’s the strong one. Stone cold.

But with me, she can melt.

She can be herself.

A deep moan vibrates through my mouth and across her skin, making her shake. I know she’s getting close.

So I plunge my tongue inside of her as strong and as hard as I can, savoring every second of it. Right before I slide my fingers inside again, redoubling the strokes of my tongue at her hooded summit.

A deep, abiding desire rises in me, an urgency to give her everything. In this moment, to take her to the edge and cast her off into oblivion. Her hips rock up and down, her whole body undulating and pulsating beneath me.

“Ci-Ciro!” It’s breathless, desperate.

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