Page 27 of Gaga for the Gargoyle
He laps his tongue up my pussy to my clit, and I try to close my legs around his head on instinct.
“No, Kitten. You keep these open for me.”
He takes my clit into his mouth and sucks, causing me to buck.
“You’re not touching yourself.”
My hands move to my breasts, and I take my nipples between my thumb and index finger. I pinch them, twist them, pull on them hard, all while Xander drags his teeth over my clit.
My back arches off the bed, and he pushes me back down with the tips of his wings.
“You’re doing so well, Evangeline.”
I groan at his praise. Why was that so fucking hot?
He glides his tongue back down my slit and then without warning, he thrusts it inside me.
I scream and try to arch my back again, but his wings are there to stop me.
Fuck, that feels so good.
He pumps his long, thick tongue in and out of me at a casual pace.
“Faster, harder,” I wheeze.
He picks up speed and presses a finger down on my clit, adding just enough pressure while massaging it to nearly send me over the edge.
When he removes his finger from the sensitive bundle of nerves, I whine. Only seconds later, the pressure is back.
But it’s not his fingers. It’s the end of his tail. It presses up against my clit and startsvibrating. No fucking way.
“Oh, God, Xander. Yes. That feels...that feels...”
My words are lost as an orgasm claims my voice. He doesn’t let me get through it this time before he’s back to fucking me with that glorious tongue. The bulb-shaped tail presses down harder, still vibrating.
He’s going to make me come for a third time.
The tip of his finger teases my asshole. I’ve never had anyone there, not a cock or a finger. My ex would never try it.
“Yes.”
It’s all I say, and Xander swipes his finger through my pleasure for lubricant, then eases the tip past the outer ring.
“Fuck, oh God.”
It’s too much. Another orgasm is already building. Between him driving into me with his long, thick tongue, his vibrating tail, the wings holding me down, me tugging on my hard, sensitive nipples, and his finger inside my asshole, I come.
I scream loud enough that I worry the entire building heard.
Xander comes up for air with a goofy smile on his face, almost as if he got high on eating me out.
“So good, Kitten.” He kisses up my body, from my fupa to my soft stomach and between my breasts, leaving sweet pecks along my collarbone. “We’ll need to get that tight little hole stretched so I can fuck it with my tail.”
I groan.
He brushes his mouth over my lips. “You taste like nectar.”
He kisses me, and I open for him, tasting myself on his tongue.It does taste like nectar.The kiss isn’t long, but I’m burning up by the time he pulls away and stands. Desire that should have been satiated after three orgasms begs for more.
