Page 25 of The Blue Rose
I bring my hand over my pussy, covering the hairs, face turning red, and regret that I didn’t shave my lady parts earlier, washing over me. “Little, lamb.” He threatens, "What did I just say about stopping me from tasting you?”
I begin to ramble, “You don’t understand, it’s just I didn’t shave… But I usually shave, just not the top, because it leaves razor bumps in its place, and those are more unattractive than the hair, not to mention really itchy and-”
His hands cover mine, removing them from my pussy and buries his head into it, hair and all. “Little lamb, I’m not scared of a little hair, I want to suffocate in you, and if this is the way I go out, then fuck, I’d come back just to taste you one more time and die all over again.”
The sight of this man below me, and his words have my pussy aching for him to make good on his threat.
He looks up at me through dark lashes, my breath hitching in my throat when I feel his finger slide into me without warning, instantly hitting my G-spot. There’s something insanely intimate about a man staring at you, as if he could read your every thought, his fingers wetly sliding in and out of my most intimate place. I let out a soft moan and tip my head back. His fingers feel great, but I really want his mouth on me, devouring me, suffocating in me. His fingers are like magic, pumping in and out, making my legs shake. All the toys I have, all the men I’ve been with, which isn’t many, none of that compares to Aster. If this is what he’s doing with just his finger, then I can only imagine the sorcery his dick can perform.
He looks up at me with hungry eyes, “Do you want to know what you taste like, little lamb?”
I bite my lip, nodding, unable to form words. He curls his finger up even more, “Use your words.”
“Yes!” I scream, as he pushes deeper and higher.
He takes his fingers out of me, sliding a trail of arousal up my body before sticking them slowly into my mouth, tasting the sweetness of my pleasure.All that pineapple paid off.I suck on them, flicking my tongue around the tip, and sucking my cheeks in to get off every last drop. Imagining it was his dick I was licking clean. He watches me suck his fingers clean, his eyes never leaving my lips.
“Fuck,” he groans, and in an instant he’s back between, my legs, devouring me as if I was his last meal.
I feel the swipe of his tongue on my sensitive bud, tangling my fingers through his hair as I move my hips against his face, finding that perfect rhythm. His fingers slide back into me, quickening their pace and making me see stars. I feel myself climbing closer and closer to the edge, toes curling, legsshaking, walls beginning to clench. Aster pushes another finger in, pressing against my walls and filling me.
He feels me clenching around his fingers, looking at me, a savage smirk on his face. I miss his mouth the instant it leaves my core. “You’re not full of me yet, just wait until this cock is inside you,” He growls darkly before dropping his head and devouring me once more. In seconds, I am shaking underneath him, screaming out his name in euphoria.
He keeps licking me, ignoring my pleas to stop or slow down. The pressure is too much, but he doesn’t let up until he takes every last drop of his reward. After he sucks me dry, I am left lifeless and shaking. He kisses and nips up my body, coming up and kissing me softly on the lips.
I go to return the favor, eagerly reaching for his belt, but he grabs my hand and shakes his head. Tilting my head in a silent question he says, “We’re going to be naked, in your bed, while I worship every part of you before I let you taste a drop of me, and consider this your punishment.”
Cruel man, punishing me in a cruel way. He won’t let me taste him, all I can think about is my lips around his cock, gagging me, until tears fall. I want him to feel the same release he just gave me.
He’s looking out the window, confusion in his eyes. He looks lost in a world I wish I could see. He’s tense and looks to be almost in pain. I reach my hand up to place it on his cheek, but he captures it in his, “Don’t.” He says, eyes never meeting mine.
I drop my hand and nod my head in understanding, eyes starting to water. He can eat me out, but I can’t touch him? He was so possessive mere minutes ago when another man was trying to lay claim to me, and now he won’t even look at me. What changed? My heart hurts at the thought of him pulling away. I bring my shredded dress up over me, hugging it to mychest, afraid if I move a muscle, he’ll be gone and I’ll never see him again.
Aster turns to leave, tears threatening to break free, my hand twitches, wanting to reach out to stop him.
Please don’t go.
He turns around, and lifts my chin with a delicate touch, swiping the tear I didn’t even realize has fallen away, “I promise I won’t make you wait so long to hear from me. I won’t put you through that again.” His eyes search mine before he kisses me softly once more. “Until next time, little lamb.”
He shuts the door, leaving me alone once more and walks away. I lie down and just stare up at the car roof lost in the tangle of my thoughts.
Did I really just let Aster devour me in a parking garage?I have really lost my mind, but damn does losing my mind feel fucking good.
The sweat on my brow was starting to dry, and not having the windows down was beginning to make me feel suffocated. I put my panties back on, and crawl into my front seat, draping my dress over me to keep me covered on the drive home. Turning on the car, “Like A Virgin” comes through the radio. I smile, reveling in the feeling and memory Aster left me, hardly paying attention as I make my way home.
I pull into my house, collapse into my bed, and shoot a text to Jessica, when I see a missed text from Aster. My heart starts racing at the thought that he kept to his word, he really isn’t going to ghost me again.
Aster
I hope you made it home safely, little lamb. I can’t wait to see you again.
Serena
I did thank you, and thank you for defending my honor tonight… and spending time with me.
Aster
He deserves way more than what he got. I was more than happy to make sure he respected what was mine.
