Criminal(27)

He pulls away from me, releasing my breast, my pussy, and I fear he’s going to think better of this whole, ill-conceived infatuation we have for one another. But he looks me in the eyes as he breaks my leg lock, and moves on down my body.

Kaiden’s gaze stays with mine until he’s prying my thighs open wide, then looking down at my covered slit.

I’d heard him take so many women, but I felt so very special under his care. He strokes my soft inner thighs, then leans in.

Inhaling my scent, a shudder passes through him before he leans in, kissing my pussy through the fabric of my panties. Even with that fabric between us, it feels so… so intense. I can’t quite get over how much intimacy is compacted in that one press of our lips.

Then, as I’m still lost in excitement, he tugs my panties aside, and I’m aware that the one man who shouldn’t be is staring at my bare, glistening pussy. And he loves it. Kisses it. Tastes it.

Tastes me.

His tongue ring grazes against my clit and I jump. I've fantasized for so long about what that hard little piece of metal would feel like, and the contrast between his soft, wet tongue, and that firm piercing is... surreal.

But even more than that is the fact that this is Kaiden.

I lift my head, look at him between my pale thighs, and I feel so dizzy with lust that I'm afraid I'm going to pass out. He looks so fucking good, so serious, and I'm quivering with such need.

I'm soaking wet, I know that. It's not the first time Kaiden's gotten me wet, even if it is the first time that he's done anything about it. And I wonder how often he got hard thinking of me.

Thinking of what he'd do to me.

What he wanted to do with me.

My breathing is like little pants of breath, and I try not to moan, but I fail. Even when I bite down on my lower lip, I'm still not able to hold those sounds of pleasure in, and I shift closer to him, my entire body affected by a tremor.

"You feel so good," I gasp, clutching the blanket. "I've never... never felt like this."

He doesn’t respond. At least, not with words.

Kaiden’s response is physical and intense.

He grasps my two thighs, sinking his thumbs into my soft inner flesh and keeping me pinned to the bed as he works his tongue over my pussy aggressively. All I can see is his dark hair, his broad shoulders with their bulging muscles, but what I feel is explosive.

Each pass of his studded tongue around my pussy is more than I can handle, yet they’re not alone. One stroke after another, he lashes his tongue over my slit, making me feel pleasure like I’d never even dreamed of!

And how could I conceive of such sensations when I had nothing to go on?

All of my fantasies have been so... shallow compared to what he's making me feel now, and I cry out, arching my back and body. I want to get away, to escape the intensity of the bliss he's giving me, and yet he doesn't let me. He keeps me pinned in his hulking arms, holding me to his mouth and devouring me hungrily.

He's like a wild beast, a savage, making me almost cry from how good it feels. How much I've wanted this for so long, and it was always just a pale glimmer of this moment.

"I... oh God!" I gasp. I want to confess, for him to know all my sins, all the horrible thoughts I've had about him, all the desirous things I've done. All the times I touched myself thinking of him, or listening to him as he fucked another woman, wishing it were me.

I just don't have the power to speak any longer.

He’s giving me so much, but he also takes from me my ability to speak in whole sentences.

That tongue, that devilish tongue, continues to lash and swirl when one of his hands releases my thigh. And though I clamp my leg immediately against the side of his head, I couldn’t disturb his work. He is a rock, immovable. Even as a pained growl runs from him to me.

Instead, he goes about his business, sliding his long index finger deep into my slick, wet pussy. The tip of his digit parting my folds, tracing around them, teasing and circling, until it sinks in and stretches me around his finger as he gives me my first feeling of being full of him.

It’s only a finger, but with the work of his tongue, it adds to the intensity of my pleasure so well.

So wrong. So very, very wrong.

I'm being finger-fucked and eaten out by Kaiden.

I swallow, and there's a pit in my stomach, but it feels so amazing. I don't want him to stop, not even for a second, even as I try to squirm away. I'm breathing so hard, and all rational thought has left me.

All I want is him. His hands, his tongue, his cock.

Oh God, his cock.

I haven't even seen it, and only felt its hardness through his jeans, but the thought of him actually really fucking me, combined with the ministrations of his tongue and his finger sends me over an edge. I scream, filling the shitty motel room with the sound of my explosive pleasure.