Page 13 of The Caress

I briefly consider killing Keir and just getting a vibrator instead. But he buries his entire face in my pussy in the next second, feasting on my pussy. All thoughts of killing him vanish into thin air as soon as he flicks the tip of his tongue against my clit.

He swishes his tongue over my clit, knowing exactly what he’s doing. He takes my sensitive clit in his mouth, softly sucking and flicking his tongue across my bud.

I groan and clutch my breasts, squeezing them and grabbing my nipples. My hips buck and my back bows, my body beyond ready for this moment.

His tongue swiftly transforms me into a trembling, wailing lunatic. I writhe my pussy against his tongue, unable to keep still, but his firm hands on my hips keep me in place. He licks and sucks till all I see are stars and rockets, and I feel like I'm going to burst.

The strain that had been building up inside of me finally dissipates into a dazzling ball of light. My mind shatters, fragments falling in all directions. I scream his name as I sink my fingers into his shoulders and pull at his hair.

He continues to lick, twirling his tongue. I grab his shoulders and push him away roughly. He has the filthiest grin on his face as he stares up at me.

"Sweetheart, you taste better than I could have dreamed."

He stands up and comes up to kiss my lips firmly. On his lips, I can taste myself.

Earthy, salty, and fulfilling.

There's something dirty and extremely personal about kissing him just after he just went down on me... I can't seem to get enough of it. I groan into his lips and hear a low sound emanating from his throat.

"Don't stop," I say softly against his lips. "If I remember correctly, you said you’d fuck me till I couldn’t walk straight.”

He shudders as his eyes open. He looks at me with such intensity that I could cry. "I promise, sweetheart. I promise we’re getting there."

He pulls me back on the bed, taking his cock and pressing the blunt tip on the inner of my thigh. I draw him in with my legs, causing him to re-adjust slightly till the tip of his length rests on my wet pussy. As he pushes inside, stretching me out with each inch, we both gasp in unison.

My nails sink into his flesh as I hold his shoulders. As he works his way in, his forehead furrows in concentration. As I stretch and accept his gigantic bulk, my pussy clenches.

"Fucking hell," he says quietly. "Your pussy feels amazing, Ella."

I grind my pussy into him as I move my hips. It feels good to rub his cock against my inner walls in different ways. I move my hands down to his ass and grab what I can, wrapping my legs around his body.

"Fuck!! Keir, please. Don’t hold anything back from me."

He glances up at me, a sheen of perspiration beginning to form on his brow. Then he moves, gently thrusting his cock into and out of me. I begin to feel pleasure waves, uncertain at first, then increasingly certain.

Keir pinches the nipple of my breast with one big hand. I start moving my hips in sync with him. Little flame licks begin to unfold themselves deep within me, taking my breath away.

Fuck yes.Fuck yes.

"God," I groan. I toss my head back in response to his hesitant thrusts. He's being cautious around me, which I don't want. I throw back my head. "Now, Keir. Fuck me like you’ll never see me again. Make sure I will always remember this."

He stiffens for a split second before grabbing my hips and pulling me up a few inches. He abandons his tentative rhythm and begins slamming himself into and out of my pussy. For a split second, my eyes expand. He begins to sweat profusely, his perspiration combining with mine in every single spot where my fingers come into contact.

It feels amazing to move my hips in sync with each thrust. I feel obliged to keep up with him, to meet his hips, to wrap my legs around him and bring him in even deeper. I concentrate on it, closing my eyes and reaching for my own breast. Keir grunts, pausing for a split second. He elevates himself and resumes thrusting. He then pushes my hand away, putting his hand between us.

My back bends as he strokes my clit. My hips are becoming heavy and full, with each of his thrusts dragging me closer to the edge of the abyss.

When I come, I can’t hold back the wailing scream I release. He lets himself go at the same time, crying out. I tumble down, down, down… and when my eyes finally drift open again, I find myself in Keir’s arms.

It’s only right that I kiss him passionately for a few minutes before sighing and pulling away.

“Where are you going?” Keir muses.

“I don’t really want to stay in bed with you. No offense, but…” I cut a glance over my shoulder at him. “There is no use in us making nice. Right? Am I correct in saying that this doesn’t change anything for us?”

Keir clears his throat and sits up. “I hadn’t really thought about it.”

That’s a non-answer if I’ve ever heard one.

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