And when I’ve finally been able to coax out her tongue, I step into the tub with her.
Her eyes widen in shock, and she pulls away, clutching her body. “What are you doing?”
I grab her legs and put them beside me while I sit down in the water on my knees. There’s barely enough room for me, let alone the two of us, but I make it work by cupping her ass and lifting it.
She splashes around like a fish on dry land, redness flushing her skin as I lift her body to my face.
“Beast, I—”
While looking up into her eyes with possessive greed, I plant my lips against her inner thighs and growl, “Let me give you what you need …” I groan, sliding my lips down to her pussy. “What you deserve.”
When I press my mouth onto her pussy she stops protesting, despite her raised finger. And it brings a smile to my face.
I lap her up with glee, not giving a shit that my linen pants are soaking wet or that my giant boner strains the fabric. All I care about is pleasuring this woman, my woman.
I need her to feel good and know exactly how to do it.
So I keep licking and circling her clit with my tongue, providing ample pressure. Her body begins to move along to my rhythm, her thighs swaying in my hands, her ass tightening with every stroke I apply.
Her taste is so good that it makes my mouth water as I dive in deep. My tongue thrusts into her pussy, and her moans are like music to my ears. I probe her pussy and suck on her clit until it’s swollen and throbbing with need. And I love how I can see her slowly fall apart just from my tongue.
Goose bumps erupt on her body as I alternate licks with plunges and sucks, and her pussy begins to get soaking wet. Not from the water but from her own desires, breaking free of their constraint.
All this time, she kept her own needs on a leash, always thinking about someone else first, always putting other people’s needs before hers.
No more.
“Beast, stop, I—”
“No,” I groan into her pussy, cupping her ass to shove my face further into her. “I want you to come all over my mouth.”
“What?” She gasps, her jaw dropping.
“You heard me,” I say between the licks. “Drown me with your wetness.”
She mewls when I thrust my tongue inside again, wetness pouring out.
“Rub your clit along my tongue,” I say, coaxing her to bring out her impure side.
“But that’s so wrong,” she mutters, biting her lip as she struggles to keep the orgasm at bay.
“It’s only wrong because you tell yourself it is. Because you’ve been led to believe you don’t deserve all the raunchy, delicious parts of your own body.” I circle her clit, which is thumping with need. “But I’m here to claim it all, and I won’t stop until you give meeverything.”
“Fuck …” she says through gritted teeth.
She doesn’t swear often, so I know I’m hitting the right spot.
“That’s it, Aurora. Take what you need from me. Just like I took from you what I needed in that cell,” I say.
Finally, she starts gyrating her hips against my mouth, and fuck me, it’s the best feeling ever.
“Yes, rub your pussy all over my mouth,” I groan, lapping her up like we’ll die here in this tub. And even if we did, I’d have no regrets.
And when she finally falls apart against my tongue, I keep circling around and thrusting into her pussy until I’ve lapped up all of her wetness.
My cock is so damn hard it almost hurts, but I don’t even care. All I want to do is make her feel good.
So I lower her into the tub again and lick my lips, not wasting a drop of any of that goodness. I turn off the faucet as the bath is filled up completely. But she suddenly crawls toward me, eyes filled with ravenous hunger.