Page 102 of The Loathing

She blushes.

“Don’t be getting shy now baby, I’ve just had my tongue buried in your pussy and I am not finished yet.”

She grasps my face in her small hands and shuts me up by covering my mouth with hers, her tongue slipping past my lips and I groan at the way her tongue feels against mine. I still cannot believe that she has never been kissed or touched until me.

Possessiveness courses through me, lighting a fire a deep inside of me and suddenly my heart aches in my chest at the thought that what is next is fully out of my control.

We both know Xavier is going to send me back on the plane the second he can and she will be taken away from me.

Don’t go there Titus.

This was never the plan.

I was never meant to fall in love with her.

Love.

I need to get out of my head.

Holding onto her, I roll over, so she is sitting on top of me. A bubble of a giggle escapes her and fuck, it’s a beautiful sound.

My fingers dig into the bare skin on her hips, holding her in place for a moment so I can just appreciate her. Everything about her is perfect. She is perfection.

She’s too good for me.

Too pure.

But I am going to see this through.

For her.

If I can keep one promise, it’ll be this one because honestly, I don’t think any other promise I have said I can keep.

She wriggles over my evident bulge, pulling me out of my mind once more and I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, pulling it behind them before I slowly release it.

“You’re going to make me cum if you carry on Little Red,” and she gives me a slow, sexy smirk, her eyes darkening as she rolls her hips over me.

“Would that be so bad?” her sultry voice floats over me and I grip her hips a little harder, holding her where I want her as I lift my hips to meet her movements. I have no idea what the fuck has come over me, I’m like a horny teen but I don’t care. I can’t get enough of her and if this gets her off then I am all for it.

She pants, her hands pressing against my chest, her head falling forward as she continues rubbing herself over my jeans, my cock rock solid and I am desperate for my own release.

“Baby,” I rasp, the delicious build getting too much as her bare, soaked pussy rubs back and forth.

“I know,” moaning, she leans down across my chest, and I crash my lips into hers meeting every roll of her hips when I feel my orgasm rip through me. I hold her still whilst I explode inside my boxers, my eyes closed, our lips still locked as my own moans vibrate through me.

Something in me snaps. I grab her, pulling her hot, wet cunt over my face and lower her down over me, my tongue burying inside her pussy before gliding it up to her clit, swirling and flicking my tongue. My eyes lift and I look up at her, her red hair has fallen around her face, her cheeks are reddened, and her hands are gripped into her thighs as she rocks over my tongue, riding my face. I move a hand round the curve of her ass, teasing my fingertips along the crease of her ass cheek then letting two fingers slip inside of her, pushing them in deep.

“Oh,” she sings, and my cock hardens again.

Pulling them out to the tip, I tease once more before filling her again. Each thrust becomes harder and faster until I am fucking her with my fingers, her moans are the only noise filling the room and I swear I am in heaven.

Her pussy tightens round my fingers, and I nip at her clit before sucking it into my mouth and she cries out, her orgasm crashing through her. I lap her up, making sure not to waste a single drop of everything she gives me. I lift her up and lay her down next to me and all I can do is stare at her, resting my head on my hand as I prop myself up with my elbow.

Post orgasm glow smothering her, a sheen of sweat glistening over her chest and her cheeks painting them in that pretty fucking red that I love.

“Damn,” she pants, her hand on her stomach as she takes a moment to calm herself.

“Damn,” I mimic, leaning down and brushing my lips against her forehead and inhaling her scent.

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