“What are ye’ goin’ to do to me?” she whispered.
Everything.
“What I’ve wanted to do to you from the first moment I saw you.”
“What’s that?”
She yelped when I gripped the hem of her underwear and pulled them from my body. If the rustled sound of fabric tearing was anything to go by, I’d say I even ripped them a little in the process. I parted her thighs wide and lowered my eyes to her pussy. I licked my lips and inhaled.
“Damien!” Alannah cried, desperately trying to her shut her legs, but my shoulders wouldn’t let her. “Why are ye’ sniffin’ me? Oh, God! D’ye have a weird fetish or somethin’?”
I shook my head, smiling.
“No,” I mused. “I’m savouring how you smell because it’s damn good.”
Alannah’s body shook.
“This is indecent!” She hissed. “Ye’ can’t just ... Damien!”
I didn’t want to talk to her. I wanted to show her how good I could make her feel, so I parted my lips, and flicked my tongue over her swollen clit.
“Holy Mary, Mother of God.”
“Pray to whoever you want, freckles. No one can save you from me now.”
I licked and sucked on her pussy lips, her clit, and every piece of flesh I could reach. Alannah’s breathing was audible, and I knew she was enjoying my mouth on her just as much as I was. Her hips bucked into my face when my tongue slid up the trail of slick heat and curled it around her pulsing clit. She reached down and tangled her fingers in my hair. She was talking, but nothing she said made sense. She was beginning to fall apart. I applied pressure as I swirled my tongue around the sensitive bud, and the action knocked the air out of Alannah. She couldn’t lie still, so I hooked my arms around her thighs and applied heavy-handed pressure on them, which helped to keep her in place.
“Dame, Dame, Dame, Dame,” she cried out. “Oh!”
I rapidly suck my head from side to side before sucking her clit into my mouth.
“Oh God!” she screamed. “Oh God, oh God, oh God!”
She fell apart, and I looked up so I could watch her face as she experienced heaven. Her swollen lips were parted, her eyes squeezed her, her cheeks flushed, and her body quaking. I continued to lick and suck on her clit but lifted my head when she came down from her high. She was very still, only her chest rose and fell when she breathed, and it look like she was depleted of energy. She looked so perfect, so beautiful ... I had to know how she felt. I undid my jeans and pulled them and my boxers down my thighs. I removed a condom packet from my back pocket, ripped it open, and rolled it onto my cock.
“You’re so beautiful, freckles,” I said as I moved upward, grabbed my cock, and aligned it with her entrance. “I’m sorry if this is uncomfortable.”
Alannah’s eyes opened, and her hands flew to my arms as I sunk inside her. She winced slightly, and it made me sick. I tried to focus on her and not how hot, tight, and wet she was, but it was ... difficult.
“It’ll pass,” I whispered, my voice hoarse. “Give it a second.”
I lowered my head and kissed her with tenderness and care. I whispered words of encouragement against her soft lips and brushed the tip of my nose against hers, then rested my forehead on hers and stared deeply into her eyes.
We were one at that moment.
Before long, Alannah wriggled her hips, pulling a pained groan from me as was trying my hardest to remain as still as a statue. She wriggled once more and from the look on her face, I knew she felt no pain. The second she hummed, I took it as a green light to move. When I withdrew slowly and thrust back in, her muscles tightened. I almost came there and then.
“Relax, baby,” I rasped. “You’re squeezing me like a vice.”
“You relax!” she countered. “It feels like a melon is bein’ shoved up me.”
I managed a chuckle, but when I withdrew and thrust back into her body, a moan left my mouth at the sensation that ran the length of my body. I quickly fell into a rhythm, and I hoped and prayed to God that I could last long enough to make Alannah come again, but I wasn’t sure I could. She felt better than I could have ever imagined.
“Christ.” I lowered my head and planted kisses along her neck. “You feel fucking incredible.”
Alannah was very vocal, so much so that each time she cried out, I fucked her a little harder just to pull another delicious moan from her lips.
“Oh!”
“Yeah,” I rasped. “Oh!”
“Keep doin’ that,” she ordered. “Oh, keep doin’ that!”
“I couldn’t stop if you paid me.”