Page 83 of Her Darkest Possession
Darkness crosses into his eyes and he yanks me up to my feet by my neck. My heart skips at the wild hunger in his eyes.
He doesn't have to say a word for me to know what he's about to do.
In one swift motion, he pushes me against the dining table. With the same motion, he moves me up the hard surface until my legs kick uselessly against empty air. He looks down at me, and I pant in anticipation at what's about to happen next.
"Do you know what would make me happy right now?" His voice is raspy as he asks.
Obedient, I prop my feet up on the edges of the table and spread my legs open for him even as my pants bind me by my ankles.
His hands run down my thighs, past the map of scars crisscrossing my skin, until a thick finger pushes inside of me. I gasp at the way he stretches me, and moan when he hooks it to touch my G spot.
A second later, he pulls his hand away, and I desperately reach forward to bring him back.
With one hand still on my neck, he slowly licks his finger clean.
"I want to taste your soaked pussy," he growls. "I want feast on you until I'm drowning in it."
He leans closer, his breath hot against my face as he starts kissing his way down my neck, my breasts, my belly, and finally comes to a rest between my trembling legs. "I want to swallow every drop of your sweet cunt."
The crude words from his mouth send a shiver through me and makes me even wetter than I am. Powerful fingers spread me open further as he kneels between my legs.
I prop myself up on my elbows, look down at him from the table, and a wicked smile plays at my lips. "Then come take it."
And that's exactly what Anatoly does. He closes his mouth around my pussy and I throw my head back against the table at how good it feels.
My entire body rises from the table as his hot tongue laves along my folds, drawing a straight line until it swirls quickly around my throbbing clit.
"Oh god... Tolya..." I gasp, my fingers clutching desperately at the edge of the table.
He hums against me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my core. My hips buck involuntarily, but the weight of his hand around my neck keeps me pinned, keeps me in place, and keeps me restrained while he takes everything I'm giving him and everything he needs.
"Don't stop," I breathe, my voice breaking against the weight. "Please don't stop."
He slides two fingers inside me while his tongue continues its assault on my clit. At the same time, a finger slides intomy mouth. When they start to move in time with his swirling tongue, the pleasure is almost too much.
Almost.
He knows exactly how to work me. Tongue flicks, teeth graze, and lips pull and tug until I'm writhing like my body just touched a live wire.
Then, he pulls away for a brief moment. Cool night air hits my slick cunt for a moment. My eyes fly open just in time to see his cheeks hollow.
And then he spits.
The saliva lands right on my pussy, and the filthiness of the act pushes me over the edge. It's the hottest fucking thing I've ever felt.
And it pushes me right over the edge.
My eyes roll into the back of my head.
A scream rips out of my throat.
My voice breaks.
Hips rise.
And I fucking come harder than I've ever come in the past.
Pleasure explodes out from the depth of my dripping cunt, past my screaming clit, and rushes to the top of my head. Sweat beads and rolls down my body, and I shriek out in pleasure.
