Page 75 of Laws of Love
Knox swirled his tongue around her nipple before taking the other between his lips to give it some much-deserved attention. He snaked a hand between them, slipping it into her panties. He ran his middle finger along her folds to find her wet, and he used it as he circled her clit slowly. His touch was light at first, barely there, then added more pressure after a moment. Her soft moans spread through the room, but Knox wanted more.
His hand dipped lower, middle finger sliding into the warmth of her pussy as he pressed his thumb against her clit. He moved his finger in and out of her but grew tired of the restriction the fabric put on him.
Removing his hand from her panties, Knox grabbed the side of them and pulled taunt, and a ripping of lace, along with Aiva’s gasp, could be heard throughout the room. He yanked the torn fabric off her and tossed them aside. He slid two fingers back inside of her as he freed her nipple from his mouth.
Knox nipped at her neck. “You’re so wet for me already,” he stated, curling his fingers inside her. “So warm around my fingers. I can’t wait to see how you’ll feel around my tongue, my dick.”
“Fuck, Knox,” she moaned, and it caused him to groan against her neck.
“You want that, gorgeous? You want to feel your pussy wrapped around my tongue, around my dick? You want to cum on both of them for me?”
“Yes, baby, yes. I do,” she breathed.
He could feel her walls tightening around his fingers as she moved with him and knew she was close to cumming. Close to drenching his fingers in her savory honey.
“Then I need you to cum on my fingers first,” he told her.
It was as if his words had been what she needed as she moaned deep in her throat and came over his fingers. Knox continued to work them in her, fucking her with them through her orgasm until her hips stopped moving.
He removed his fingers, tracing them over her lips before leaning down and outlining his tongue over them. His eyes locked with hers when he pulled away and sucked his fingers into his mouth, a moan leaving him as the full taste of her hit his tongue. Knox knew he was in trouble. He knew that after this taste, this night, he wouldn’t be able to go long without her on his tongue.
He removed his shirt and threw it haphazardly to the side before kissing the hollow of her neck down the valley of her breast. He trailed his lips down her abdomen, and when he got to the target of his journey, he wasted no time throwing one of her legs over his shoulder and diving in tongue first.
The taste of her bloomed over his tongue, coated it as he plunged it as deep as he could get inside of her, and the moan she released for him spurred him to push further, even though he knew he couldn’t. Face pressed between her thighs, breathing her in as he tasted her nectar. Knox could suffocate happily between her legs.
He flicked his tongue inside of her, tasting everything she had to give him, trying to touch the deepest regions of her pussy with just his tongue. Working it over every part he could touch. Memorizing every detail with his tongue as he devoured her sweet treat.
“Fuck, baby. Yes!” Aiva exclaimed as she gripped his hair, pulled him in more as she gyrated her hips, used his tongue for her pleasure, and he was in fucking paradise.
It had been far too long since he’d had sex. Since he’d gotten to indulge in his favorite part of it. Knox was a giver of pleasure when it came to foreplay, when he was feasting on a pussy so delicious he didn’t want to ever pull his tongue, his lips away. But he needed to be because when he was balls deep, he took until they had nothing else to give him, and then he took some more.
It was one reason he’d asked her to be patient with him. He knew he wouldn’t be able to control himself, and if she allowed him to, he would be between her legs in some capacity until the early hours of the morning.
Her movements lost rhythm, and Knox felt her walls convulse around his tongue, squeeze it as if her pussy was attempting to pull it from his mouth. Aiva’s hand tightened in his hair.
“Yes, yes. I’m cumming!” she announced, a loud moan filling the room, and she gushed for him. She rained down on his tongue as she ground against his tongue, lips, nose, and chin.
Knox took everything she gave him, circled his tongue inside her to coax out more, and when she released hitched breaths, and her legs shook, he pulled his tongue from her pussy and gave her slow, long licks from opening to clit.
She released little mewls and keens for him. He knew she was coming down from her orgasm and was still sensitive, but he wouldn’t stop. He wanted her to cum again from his tongue.
His tongue circled her clit before he pulled it between his lips and sucked, enjoying the sweet sounds of her moans. Her responsiveness spurred him on. The way she voiced her pleasure served as motivation to pull more of those delicious sounds from her while he indulged in her divinity.
Knox reached up and caressed her breasts, the ample mounds soft under his touch. He’d made her cum with his fingers, his tongue in her pussy, and now he wanted her to cum from his lips around her clit, his tongue working it over until she released again for him.
He sucked her clit, releasing it now and then to swirl his tongue around it, bite it, and then suck away the sting. The pressure of the ministrations on her clit varied, and while he wanted her to cum again for him, he didn’t want her to give it to him too quickly.
As he pleasured her clit, Knox removed the rest of his clothes, and the relief his dick felt when it was free of all constraints couldn’t be described. He was impossibly hard. His dick throbbed with need, and he grabbed the base. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he could cum from eating her pussy with just a few strokes of his dick.
It made him wonder how the hell he was going to hold out when he slipped between her thighs. If he came too fast, he would be pissed at himself, but it wasn’t like he’d be able to help it if it happened. If it did, he could always dine on her scrumptious pussy.
More of Aiva’s moans filled the room, and Knox could tell that she was close to cumming again for him. Her hips took on a jerky cadence as she moved them, and a minute later, right as she came, he bit down on her clit.
“Fuck!”
He released her clit, wiping his hand over his face as he moved up the bed. Knox kissed her, slipping his tongue into her mouth and sharing her addictive delicacy with her. The kiss was an exploration of tongues: a tasting, a push and pull of mutual devouring.
“You see how good you taste, baby?” he asked, ghosting his hand along her waist. “I’m already addicted to it,” he finished, hand flitting over her hip, and she gave him a soft whimper. “So fucking responsive, and I haven’t even slid between your thighs yet.”
