Page 38 of Blinded By The Sun
“Please touch me, Ciro. I want to feel you.”
“I like the way you beg me, Kingsley.” I say. I remove my hands from her body and before she can complain, I drop to my knees. I lift one leg over my shoulder and hike up her dress. “Tell me what you want me to do to you, Kingsley. Tell me what you miss or else, I’ll just stare at your pussy for shits and giggles.”
I can feel as she shudders. “I miss the way you wrap your hand around my throat. It doesn’t feel suffocating, instead I can feel when you press on a certain part of my neck constricting blood flow. I feel every part of my heart beating and then when you slide inside of me, you stretch me too well. It hurts so good and I never want you to stop. The way you move inside of me, in and out then when you lift up a little on your palms, there’s a way you arch your body that has me feeling like if I could ever have someone fuck me, it would be this way. You take control and never give it back. You take what I need and twist it in such a way, I don’t think I can ever be whole again. That’s how you make me feel when you fuck me, and I miss it. I miss the rough pace, the deep thrusts, the look in your eyes. The way your eyes become paler when you’re turned on. Your voice drops an octave when you’re about to cum. It’s my undoing. When I’m on all fours, the way you feel sliding in me from behind makes me want to have an out-of-body experience so I can watch you fuck me. I want to see your face when you cum. The way you stare at my ass, the spankings. The first thing that made me crave pain differently. The feel of your hands when they knead my ass as though you’re a baker making bread. So soft, yet so rough. So ready to transform me into something firmer, sustainable, and I miss calling your name when I’m ready to cu—.”
I slip her panties to the side and suck on her clit, causing her body to jolt. She gasps, probably forgetting what she was saying. I feel King’s fingers as they find their way into my hair. I add two fingers inside of her to tease her while I give her the pleasure she does not know she was missing. I look up at her while doing it. King is watching me with unfiltered lust. Her words made me so hard and now I’m showing her that she earned this. I remove my fingers and replace it with my tongue. I form an O with my tongue, and I tongue-fuck her. King rides my face this way and it’s about the best thing that could ever happen. I don’t stop and when I know she’s close; I remove my tongue and nip at her clit. King begins cuming and I latch on to her pussy like it’s my lifeline, not stopping until she’s done. When she’s done I let go, licking my lips as I stand. I know I have some dripping down my chin. I don’t take my eyes off her as I reach for the collar of my shirt and I wipe the excess juice dripping. Kingsley watches me with lust filled eyes. I smirk, winking at her. What I thought was lust-filled eyes is a mistake, she’s watching me like she either has the biggest crush on me or she’s in love with me. I fix her panties and her dress.
“Now, we can go,” I say. I turn to leave, and King grabs my shirt from behind.
I turn, grabbing the back of her neck, and I tilt her head back. I nip at her bottom lip that’s quivering and then kiss her so deep, I’m sure she feels it in her pussy. King wraps her arms around me holding on to me for dear life and I reach out with my idle hand grabbing her ass. I think I’ve officially become an ass man. I smile while kissing her. This is worth being late. I don’t care.
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