chris eating you out against a wall while youāre wearing a sundress
āJust be good and let me eat this pussy, honey. Jusāa little taste.ā
That was all the warning you truly received before you ended up in the position you were currently in: back against the wall, at the mercy of the man who kneeled before you and decided to bury his face between the tender apex of your thighs.Ā
The slit in your dress reaches up to your lower thigh, the soft lavender fabric looking like a dream against your slowly perspirating skin. Honestly, if he could take a picture of how the two of you must look, him eating your cunt in the foyer of your home, heād probably keep it stuffed in his wallet.Ā
Your toes curl, freshly pedicured heel digging into Chrisā shoulder blade as you try and fail to keep the whimper in the depth of your chest. Heās not relented after giving you one rushing orgasm already, as if he were trying to memorize the taste of you before heād be deprived for the next couple of hours.
āSh-Shit, youāre so good to me...sososoāfuck, baby,ā You gasp pathetically, fingers tightening in the roots of his hair; itās confusing almost, how you canāt decide whether or not you want to push him away or bring him in closer to you.
What you do know, is that Chris is a ravenous man.Ā
He has one of your legs hooked over his shoulder, one hand roughly gripping your ass to keep you from trying to squirm away from him. The other is occupied, fingers working you open and reminding you that Chris knows every the location of every little spot that makes you mewl for him.Ā
āLook at how slutty this little pussy is,ā He mumbles to himself, and youāre letting out a small whine due to him removing his lips from your clit. Blue eyes find your own, and you feel yourself involuntarily clench around his digits when he gives you a sly smirk and asks you a rhetorical question; his fingers within you never waver from their pace.Ā āThatās why you decided to put on this dress for me...You needed me to give her some attention, hm?ā
You donāt even realize youāre nodding until Chris is mockingly nodding with you. Funny how, from even between your legs and on his knees, he manages to reduce you into a floating headspace from his arrogance when it comes to turning out your body.Ā
āPlease...wanna cum...need tācum,ā Youāre mumbling, a small moan leaving you when he curls his fingers and drags against the soft part inside of you that nearly has you keeling over.Ā
āYou need to cum, or you want to cum, sweetheart?ā
He goes from speaking to tonguing down your folds, making it difficult for you to think or even speak coherently for a moment. However, his hand leaving your ass to only land a smack that has you yelping and jolting you closer to the edge of bliss.Ā
āI need itāneed it so fucking bad.ā
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