He’s smelling my panties. He brought them to his face and inhaled them as if they were some flower. I can't believe it.
And then, he folds them neatly and places them in the front pocket of his pants.
"A reminder for the time when you're not around." He smiles slyly at me, hinting that he will not return them any time soon.
Does he mean when I leave the Riviera? A wave of worry appears in my mind, and I tense again, squeezing my legs involuntarily.
"Don't hide this sweet pussy from me. Ever," he commands and spreads my legs sharply once again, irritated by my action. "I'm going to tease, taste you, torture you until you scream my name and come all over my face."
This man is gentle and caring, but he's an absolute monster regarding intimacy—a demanding monster who wants nothing but to eat me out.
I want to scream at his words. I can't take it anymore. The shame, the arousal, the worry, the anticipation—it's all jumbled together in my head, and I can't think clearly.
"Tell me that you'll do everything exactly as I say, Cami." My name sounds like a prayer falling from his lips.
I nod in response, hoping that I won't regret it.
"Say it," he insists, placing his thumb on my pussy lips and spreading my pre-cum from my hole all over my clit.
"I agree," I say, barely breathing. "I'll do anything you want."
A satisfied smile appears on his face, and he lowers his head, settling it between my legs.
I place my palms on his hands, which are holding my hips. The heat from his breath on my pussy makes me throw my head back again.
I close my eyes, feeling the tip of his nose touching my clit.
If this makes me feel so aroused, what will I feel when...
And then he sticks out his tongue and starts licking my pussy, making slow, gentle circles around it.
I moan quietly, unable to hold in my emotions anymore. For all my life, I couldn't show what I felt like in front of others, but now, with Antoine, I don't want to hide my feelings any longer.
He makes a couple of figure eights around my clit, then spreads my pussy lips with his tongue and enters my hole, trying to get into my cave with his mouth.
I moan again, louder this time, squeezing his arms, digging my nails into his skin.
And then he lets my hips go and takes my hands in his, intertwining our fingers. The warm wave of happiness spreads through me. He's attentive, sensitive, and sincere. He gives me exactly what I need without me even asking for it.
"I want you, Cami," he whispers into my pussy, giving me quick light smacks into my lower lips. "I want you so badly." His tongue does a couple of circles again. I shudder. I could come any second. But he leans away, knowing that I'm already close and refusing to give me what I need so quickly. "I’ve been waiting for this for so long."
I know he doesn't mean sex. I know he means me. As if he was waiting for me to become a part of his life. That's precisely what I feel when we're together.
He starts moving faster, his tongue licking my hole, my clit, and my lips, sucking me into his mouth hard and then pulling away again when I'm on the verge of coming.
He starts moving his face, rubbing my clit with his nose while his tongue keeps entering my hole. And then he sucks me in so hard that I give up.
I cry out loudly, and emotions burst out of me like a hurricane you couldn't stop even if you tried. I squeeze his hands in mine so hard that I feel pain. But he keeps holding them in his palms, holding me, as if his life depends on it.
I shake in his arms as he keeps sucking, licking, and kissing without leaving a single drop of pleasure inside me, ensuring that all of my cravings come out.
I don't know how long I lie here shaking. I’ve lost track of time; time doesn't exist in our universe when we are together.
Antoine keeps kissing me until my pussy stops pulsating, and a little bit after that, making sure to prolong my orgasm as much as he could.
My tensed body relaxes in his arms. I can't feel my legs, arms, or even my neck—I can't lift my head.
I believe he knows that because he gets up from his knees and takes me in his arms silently, carrying me to the bedroom.