I tighten my grip on your thighs while your hips roll up in that needy, defiant rhythm. "You want my mouth on your cunt so bad, don't you?" I ask, voice low and amused as my fingers trace lazy circles on your inner thigh. You nod fast, eyes wide and glassy. "Please," you gasp, voice already thin. "Taste me. I need it."
I laugh softly against your skin, lips hovering right above your slick folds without touching. "That's not begging. That's whining." My tongue darts out for one quick, shallow lick along your outer lip, then I pull back again. You jerk hard, trying to chase the contact, but I hold you down tighter.
"Fuck, please," you gasp again, thighs shaking. "I can't take it. Your tongue feels so good. I need you on my pussy. I'll do anything." The sound of your voice cracking like that sends a hot pulse straight between my legs. I drag my tongue up the crease of your thigh instead, slow and wet, stopping just short of your clit. "Keep going," I murmur, savoring every desperate word. "Tell me exactly what you want my mouth to do."
Your breath hitches, bratty spark flickering even as you break. "Lick inside me. Suck on my clit. Make me cum on your tongue. Please, I'm dripping for you." I reward you with a single, firm stroke right over your entrance, tasting you properly for one long second before retreating again. Your frustrated moan is perfect. I grin against your skin, already wet myself from how easily you’re unraveling. "Good girl. Now say it louder." Except I don’t give you a chance as my mouth wraps around your clit and whatever you were going to say melts from your mind.
I hum against your clit, enjoying the taste of you as your hips buck against my tongue. I wrap my arms around your thighs and pull your legs up onto my shoulders so I can push my tongue inside you and fuck you hard with it. I keep going until I can feel every muscle in your body tense up as that wave of pleasure finally crashes over you. I slowly lick you as I let you ride out your orgasm but I don’t let up when you try to relax.
“Baby what are y—“ your words turn into a moan as I lick the full length of your soaked pussy. “F–fuuck baby, I’m…I’m so sen–sensitive.” I have my lips wrapped around your clit now as I suck on the swollen and sensitive nub. You try to squirm under me so I tighten my hold on your thighs as I draw another orgasm out of you, your moans turning into screams.
Your breathing turns ragged when you realize that I’m still not slowing down. “Wait baby–I’m so–I can’t take–HOLY FUCK!” You reach down and grab a fistful of my hair and try to pull but I don’t budge. You pull harder as I draw one last orgasm out of you. I finally stop and look up at you, your face flushed, eyes practically rolled to the back of your head. I slowly crawl back up your body as we both try to catch our breath. I smirk at you, slowly licking the taste of you off my lips
“There’s my good little slut.”
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