"Yes." My voice was hoarse, breathless with need.
She smiled then, her eyes glittering with a fierce and hungry light. She drew back slowly, her eyes lingering on my curves as she pulled my dress over my head. I felt the air cool on my skin as I stood bare before her, and she licked her lips, her tongue slipping out to trace over them.
"You're beautiful," she murmured. Her fingers drifted over my breasts, tracing light circles around my nipples, and I shivered as they stiffened beneath her touch.
She lowered her mouth to capture one nipple between her lips, sucking gently at the sensitive flesh.
I whimpered, my hands reaching up to tangle in her hair as she flicked her tongue back and forth. The sensation was maddening, making my breath quicken in my chest.
I felt her hand slip down my belly, her fingertips tracing over the curve of my hip, the sensitive skin of my inner thigh.
I shivered, my legs trembling with anticipation. Her fingers brushed against me lightly, barely touching me, and yet it was enough to send a rush of pleasure through my body.
She pulled back then, a smile curving her lips. "You're so wet," she murmured.
I felt my cheeks heat, a flush rising to them, but I couldn't look away from her eyes. There was something in her gaze that made me feel like I was the only one in the world, and her eyes were so dark and wild and full of hunger that my stomach twisted with need.
I nodded, swallowing hard.
She pressed her palm against me then, her fingertips pushing inside me slowly, gently. Her eyes never left mine as she watched me, her movements so slow and light that my breath caught in my throat.
She was being so careful with me, treating me like I might break. But she was the one who made me feel unbreakable. Like I was strong and capable and brave.
I gasped as she slipped deeper, her hand pressing against me, and my thighs trembled as she began to move, her thrusts slow and steady.
It felt so good, so right, her fingers filling me up and stroking over that bundle of nerves deep inside me. My head tipped back against the wall as pleasure burned through me, and her mouth was on my throat, sucking lightly at the pulse pounding in my neck.
"Does that feel good?" she murmured, and I gasped out a yes.
Her hand tightened against me then, and she pressed her forehead to mine. Her breath was hot against my lips as she whispered, "You feel so good."
I felt myself spiraling higher, my body tightening around her fingers, the pleasure building and building until I was gasping with every thrust.
She kissed me then, her mouth moving over mine as her fingers slid deeper. I felt myself tipping over the edge, the wave crashing down on top of me in a rush of heat. I shuddered against her, my breath gasping out in a cry.
My legs trembled with the force of my orgasm, my body shuddering against her with each slow thrust. When it finally passed, I was left gasping for breath, my limbs heavy and limp, my heart pounding in my chest.
Ciara pulled back slowly, her hand slipping free, and I felt a pang of loss at her absence. She kissed me then, her lips soft and sweet against mine.
" It's so good." Ciara said before kissing me again and then she added " I'm going to eat you." and she was going to make me cum three times.
Then she dropped to her knees, her mouth trailing over my stomach as she moved. Her breath was warm against me, her tongue hot and wet, and I moaned softly as she nipped at my skin.
Her lips pressed a trail of kisses over the soft curve of my belly before she spread my thighs apart and settled between them. Her eyes met mine over the curve of my breasts, and I saw the spark of her desire, the burning heat of her need.
Her mouth pressed against me then, hot and open, her tongue slipping between my folds to stroke over my clit. I gasped at the sensation, my back arching off the wall as she began to lick me in slow, languorous strokes.
I felt myself building again, the pressure deep inside me growing as she moved. My breath quickened, and my fingers twisted in her hair as I pressed her tighter against me. She moaned softly, and the vibration of her throat against me sent a shiver of pleasure through me.
Her tongue flicked out to stroke over me in a maddening rhythm, and I whimpered as she pressed her finger against me, pushing just the tip inside. I trembled at the sensation of her tongue and finger working together, my body straining for more.
Then her tongue slid deeper, curling over my clit, and I came in a rush, my thighs clenching around her head as pleasure burned through me. I moaned, my voice hoarse with need, my body trembling against her as she continued to stroke over me with her tongue.
When my orgasm finally passed, she pulled back slowly, pressing one last kiss against me before she stood. She licked her lips then, smiling softly down at me. "That was the second one," she murmured.
My cheeks flushed as I looked up at her. I couldn't believe that she had made me cum in front of her. It had been so hot. So intense. I wanted her to do it again. To make me feel that way again.
Her hands slipped over my skin, her thumbs brushing my nipples lightly, and I shuddered at the sensation. "I want you to come for me," she whispered. "I want to hear your voice when you come, feel your body trembling against mine."
She lowered her mouth then, her tongue lapping at my nipple in soft, wet strokes. I arched my back, my breath catching in my throat as she sucked gently, her tongue curling around me.
It felt so good to have her mouth on me, her lips and tongue working together in a slow rhythm.
I felt her hand slide down between my thighs again, her palm pressing against me as her fingertips slipped inside.
Her lips moved over me as she stroked deeper, her tongue swirling around my nipple. The sensation was almost too much, her mouth and hand working together to push me toward the edge again.
Her fingers curled against me then, stroking in a steady rhythm as her tongue flicked over my nipple in rapid, light strokes.
I whimpered at the sensation, the feeling of her mouth and hand against me making my head spin. Then she bit down lightly, her teeth a sharp edge against my skin, and I came, my body arching against her in a rush of pleasure.
I felt myself tremble against her, the orgasm burning through me like a flame. Her mouth was against my ear when I came, her breath hot and wet, her lips pressing soft kisses against me.
"That was the third one," she murmured when I finally stilled against her.
She drew back then, looking at me with a warm and hungry light in her eyes.
I whimpered at the sound of her voice, my hands tangling in her hair to press her tighter against me. Her tongue moved faster now, her mouth hot and wet as she slid over my clit in a steady rhythm.
The pleasure was building inside me again, growing hotter and stronger with every stroke of her tongue.
I felt it in the tips of my toes, in the ends of my hair, in the pulse pounding in my throat. It was like my entire body was burning, and she was the flame.
Then her fingers were inside me, curled against me to stroke over that bundle of nerves inside me.
I came almost instantly, my body clenching around her, my cry echoing through the room. Her tongue curled around my clit as I came, her fingers stroking faster as she drank in my pleasure.
When my orgasm had passed, she pressed her lips against me softly, her tongue stroking over me once more before she pulled back.
" I got a suprise for you" said Ciara taking of her pants and underwear. I looked up at her, surprised. But she just smirked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Then she made a cock with her purple fire magic. And I was wondering if it could burn me. But I couldn't ask her if it would burn me, so I didn't ask. I was just watching her doing this thing and she was smiling at me.
"Don't worry my little darling. This isn't going to burn you."
"Let's take the fucking to another level." she said placing it in the entry of my clit and I felt that this was going to be good.
And she started to fuck me slowly and my pussy was being fucked by a purple fire cock and it didn't burn me. The feeling was amazing. She started to fuck me faster and faster and I was moaning.
The pleasure was amazing. I was so happy. So much happiness and the feeling was good. So good. But I felt myself reaching the edge and she was fucking me faster and harder and I cummed and it was amazing.