Page 31 of The Caress

God, she knows just how to turn me on.

As I bend her back, I bite my bottom lip. I slide my hand between our bodies once more and touch the front of the dainty silk triangle. The silk is damp to the touch and clings against her body. Her pussy is wet and ready for me.

I'm salivating, in desperate need of what only Ella has to give me.

Ella raises her head to observe as I lower my lips to her tits. "I've been fantasizing about these for a while. Dreaming about how they taste and feel against my tongue."

I pinch and squeeze Ella’s nipple as I begin to nibble on one.

"What are you going to do to me?" she asks, her voice sultry, her eyes showing excitement and anticipation.

I kiss one of her nipples before nipping at her breast, leaving just a whisper of pain. She reacts, squirming and moaning, I make a fist with my cock and rub it against her pussy. I'm so horny for her that a little white fluid leaks from the tip. I brush my fingers over the tip, catching a little of the fluid.

She’s watching my hand, her keen eyes on my cock. She leans forward and grabs my fingers, bringing them to her lips and sucking them into her hot, wet mouth.

Fuck. My eyelids flutter closed for a second and my brain goes into a temporary meltdown. She licks my fingertips clean, sucking on them until the precum is gone.

She slays me. I open my eyes, my body begging for more of her touch.

"Fuck, Ella. See what you do to me? You're so damn hot.”

"Please," she begs. "Keir, please. Touch my pussy. Lick my nipples. My body needs you, baby."

I brush a butterfly kiss against her lips. Then I kiss the elegant column of her neck, her collarbone, her magnificent breasts, her flat stomach. She arches her back and moans. I continue to descend, and I use my hand to open her thighs.

“I can’t wait to fuck taste you, sweetheart,” I say, watching her face. She runs her hands through my hair as I nuzzle my way between her thighs.

I finally get to her pussy lips, which have been dampened by her excitement.Ella’s breathing hitches and she presses my face against her pussy.

I’m only too ready to give her exactly what she wants.

I give her a light kiss on the clit. She lets out a loud groan, spreads her legs wide, and presses herself to my mouth.

She requires my assistance. She requires my pleasure, which only I can provide.

I kiss her again, this time deeper, with just a flick of my tongue. Her clit is swollen and plump, ready to be sucked.

But not just yet. I need to torture her some more first.

My tongue runs up the inside of her thigh. She moans and raises her hips. Ella pants my name when I get too close to her clit, but I mercilessly tease her. Instead of the kisses and licks she clearly craves, I blow across her clit.

The answer is yes. "You're killing me, Keir."

"Open your legs wider for me, sweetheart. Maybe I'll stop teasing you."

She moans as she braces her legs wide. Her excitement is evident, her pussy dripping wet. I test her with a finger, which she pushes against greedily.

I taste her clit and feel her muscles tighten around my knuckle as my finger sinks into her wet pussy. I pull my finger out, despite her best efforts to press against my hand and keep me inside.

"Perfection," I say as I show her the wetness I’ve spread on my fingertips. “Ella, you’re incredibly sweet. Like tasting candy. I’m pretty sure that I could subsist on eating your pussy alone for months…"

Her hips flex as she strains to get her pussy closer to my mouth again.

"Keir!" she cries.

I tease her opening with two fingers while kissing her clit.

"Keir… Lick my pussy," she pleads.“God, your tongue feels so good.”

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