Page 104 of Scavenger's Oath
Her pussy glistens in the low light. My mouth waters at the sight, cock straining in my pants.
She doesn’t even know what she does to me. But it was clear in her jealousy this morning; I affect her too.
My hand slides up her the inside of her thigh. Greedier now, not trying to pretend it's accidental. At the top, my knuckles graze her slit. So I stroke over her pussy again using my fingertips.
That soft, warm skin is already so wet, so ready.
Mine for the taking.
My chest knots with guilt, but my hand won’t stop.
Rubbing slow circles over her entrance, I gather those delicious juices and spread them over her clit, light enough not to wake her.
She shifts slightly, her hips rolling gently, her voice humming softly. Nothing more than a sigh really. But nearly…a moan.
Her body knows me now. It remembers what I gave her. And it's offering itself again.
I could fill her the way she begged for. The waytheyalready did. I know she wants me. Why keep denying us both?
My fingers part her pussy, and press against her entrance, just to feel that pulse.
But one digit dips deeper, sliding in right to my knuckle. I can feel her clench in her sleep, that wet heat pulling me in. Welcoming me.
Thethrobbing in my cock is muddying my thoughts.
I know I shouldn't.I shouldn’t.
But I have to.
Leaning forward, I lower my face between her thighs.
Her scent hits me like a drug, drives a shock straight down my spine. Salt and sweetness and something that makes my brain go static.
I drag my tongue over her clit gingerly, and she lets out a quiet moan in her sleep.
Fuuuck.
Lapping at her tenderly, I’m careful not to wake her as I push another finger in. Her walls flutter under my attention and her hips roll again. As if some part of herwantsthis, even unconscious she’s enjoying it.
I could make her come again.
Iwantto.
Before I realise what I’m doing, my cock is heavy in my hand. My tongue enters her and I stroke myself to the taste of her dripping arousal.
The next thing I know, I’ve readjusted my body closer, the head of my cock brushing her soft inner thigh… then that sweet spot between her legs.
Rubbing myself back and forth along her pussy, I coat myself in her slick as my breath becomes ragged.
The wet warmth of her sends electric waves through my body and it’s a strain to keep my movements slow.
Her pussy parts with each stroke. Ivy’s hips move against me as if her dreams have aligned with reality.
God, I could slide in so easy.
She's open for me. Wet for me. Her folds wrapping around the head of my cock like she’s beckoning me inside.
Just a little more. Just the tip.She wouldn't even wake.
