He stared, watching her wet panties, and soaked thighs.
She looked at him, biting her lips, looking at him like an innocent girl, waiting.
He slowly inclined his head, kissing her legs. Then slowly to her tights, where he put his tongue out, running it on her skin. He raised his eyes, staring at her coldly as he tasted the wetness on them. Maintaining eye contact as his head went lower, kissing and licking her between her thighs and panties, her body shivered. Her eyes met his, as he opened his mouth, biting her panty. He didn't move but stared at her. Diana's eyes kept trembling. But she nodded. He bit harder, then slowly took it off from her legs, they wrapped around his neck. She was panting, watching his eyes widen on what fell between her legs. He stared, so intensely, swallowing his breath. His other leg kneeled, his hands wrapping from underneath her thighs. His mouth, slowly opened, as he got down. The first touch of his tongue made, made her clench her eyes and let out a small surprised sound. It moved again, her hips shook, and her back straightened. He closed his eyes. Her hips danced with his tongue on her lower lips. With each motion, she moved uncomfortably as if he took her soul. She moaned, harder, deeper. Her nails hastily ran to his hair, grabbing him roughly. His breathing hardened, as he immersed himself in eating her, taking his time, licking her slowly up, and down. Before moving his tongue swiftly focused on the tip of her lips, moving in a circle, side to side. Her body rose, her hands clutched harder on his hair. "Hmm," she moaned harder. "Ah, y-ye-s, -hm, yes, r-right there, right there." Her breathless and moaning voice vibrated in the room. He didn't go faster, but his motion grew heavier, putting more pressure on his tongue. "N... f, fuck..." She moaned louder. He raised his hand, placing his finger on top where his tongue was, playing with it in a round motion. He went slower, raising his beastly eyes to stare at her. Her cheeks were red, her eyes shaking. He bit her lips while staring. "P-lease," she spoke with a low voice. His finger pressed the top of her lower lips. "Hmm, Ah, P-pl-please," speaking again in a low breathless voice. His eyes grew colder, then roughly held her thigh with his other hand, biting her again, harder. She screamed, her body froze, she stared at the roof as she let out a big moan, her eyes trembled, her teeth clenched, mad, "Please, eat me!" She spoke loudly this time. His fingers pierced her thighs, leaving a red mark as he went down on her once again. More in motion, fast, but not too fast, rough, but just enough, for her body to violently shake with his touch. Her hand once again held his hair, pulling it, the other on the sheets trying to fight for control of her body, there was no longer. Her moans shook the dim fire of the candles, and her begging made him more hungry, more savage in eating her. It was all, purely instinctual, they were like animals in heat. His teeth, his tongue, and his long fingers were truly that of a beast holding its prey. He was in full control of how her body danced, how her hips moved and trembled in motion. She begged, harder and louder. Until her body finally reached its climax. Reading her body he kept going, not changing a thing about what he did. More. More. More. Her screaming intensified, her body was shaking violently, shivering, melting. Her breath was steamy. Felt uncomfortable hotness running through her entire body. Her mind went blank, staring at the roof once again, panting, her body trembling, trying to catch her breath. "Oh, fuck-" she swallowed her breath, "fuck." She could feel her body twitching in places she never thought. She could feel his lips still kissing it, then going up, to her tummy, kissing her and licking her in a straight line, all the way to between her bra, to her neck. She held the sheets tightly, her hot body was more sensitive, closing her eyes feeling and enjoying every bit of that sensation. Until his tongue licked her lips, biting them, then kissing her passionately. She held his tie with a clenched fist as they became more intense. He stopped and laid back. She opened her eyes, staring at him intensely. His big forearms, his veiny hand, his long fingers, taking off his necktie. Opening his white shirt. A monstrous body filled with scars. She swallowed hard. The motion of his, as his shirt slowly fell from his broad shoulders, fully showcases his enormous serratus under his huge chest. He was breathing heavily, yet steady, meeting her lusty eyes. She unconsciously moved forward, her fingers gently falling on his body, running over his chest and abs. She raised her eyes to look at him, gulping, opening her tongue, for her tongue to fall on his skin, while he stared at her calmly from above raising his hand slowly, his fingers holding her chin. "Look at my eyes," his cold and domineering voice shook the room and her body. She met his eyes, staring at him innocently and waiting for his words. Catching her bottom lip with his thumb. "You won't stop until I tell you to." His thumb let ger of her lip as she nodded. Her eyes, slowly looked down, below his abs. Staring at his black pants. Her hand slowly ran on his thigh, to between his legs, her eyes widened as she took her hand away. She raised her eyes to look at him. Her hand got back to his belt, opening it slowly. Just as she was about to throw it away his hand held hers. "Don't throw it, we will be using that, later." She stopped, staring at his calm bright eyes blankly for a moment, and nodded her head, pressing her lips. "Fuck," she thought.