Page 101 of The Loathing

I blush, covering my face with my hands and I hear Titus tut as he pulls them away.

“What have I said about you hiding, never hide yourself from me Little Red,” his voice is silky.

“You have a dirty mouth,” I whisper, struggling to get my words out.

“Oh baby, you’ve heard nothing yet.”

I writhe beneath him, my body tingling all over as pleasure still zaps through me.

I knew it was going to feel good, but what I just experienced was out of this world. I give myself good orgasms I think, but Titus just showed me just how good it could be, and we have only just got started.

My heart aches a little at the thought of what we’re about to do and why we are doing it but now was not the time to get lost in thought about what my future holds.

“You okay?” I hear the concern in Titus’ voice and my heart constricts in my chest.

I nod, “I’m perfect,” I admit, readjusting my top and covering my chest.

“Don’t cover yourself up for me, I’m about to play,” he smirks, placing a soft kiss on my lips before shuffling down my body. I take a sharp intake of breath before I hold it, waiting with bated breath to see what he is going to do next. This feels intimate.

A little too intimate.

But I am desperate to have his mouth somewhere no one else has been before.

His fingers slip into the side of my silk shorts and he slips them down my thighs slowly and I don’t miss the low growl that vibrates in his throat.

“Do you know how much of a turn on it is that I am the first man to have touched you like this… to have tasted you…” I exhale a shaky breath slowly, his tongue swiping through my folds and I can’t help but perch myself up on my elbows and watch as he flicks and sucks on my clit.

“Oh,” I whisper, dropping my head back as pleasure courses through me.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

TITUS

Fuck.

My cock rubs against my jeans, aching and heavy but this isn’t about me. This is all about her. Keeping my promise, knowing full well it is one promise I can keep.

My eyes lift from her pussy and I look up to see her, lips parted, her eyes pinned on me and I give her a slow wink before I let my tongue circle over her clit a little faster and her hips buck.

“You’re so greedy,” I hum, letting one of my hands fall from her hip, my fingers gliding down the outside of her thighs and under before I am teasing two fingers at her tight opening, her pussy still glistening and wet from her orgasm earlier.

“Please,” she whispers, begging me to fill her, to show her what it is like to be worshipped.

Softly and slowly pushing my fingers inside of her, my eyes roll at the feel of her and I can’t wait to sink my cock inside of her, knowing full well I’ll bust in three seconds.

All the girls before her were nothing.

My heart pounds harshly in my chest.

Pumping my fingers in and out of her, her arousal coating my fingers as I bring her close to another orgasm, her pussy clenching round my fingers as my tongue dances up and down her pussy before focusing on her clit, sucking it into my mouth and her beautiful moans fill the room and the hairs on the back of my neck stand. My cock is throbbing, and I can feel the precum that is sitting on the inside of my boxers.

“Titus,” she mewls, her hand flying to my head, her nails scraping up and down my short hair because there is nothing for her to grab.

I groan, her hips bucking up and gyrating on my tongue. Pausing, I kneel back and look down at her. Her red hair wild, her eyes wide and hazy and her chest rising and falling. I lick my lips, her arousal coating them.

“What’s wrong?” her innocence makes me smile.

“Nothing Twilight, just going to switch it up a bit,” I wink at her, sitting up and reaching for her, I pull her into my lap, her legs falling either side of me as she straddles me. “Fuck, you are something else Little Red,” I whisper against her lips as I kiss her, “I think I am addicted to you.”

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