Vincent
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Her taste was mouthwatering as I licked her soaked pussy for the first time.
I felt like a beast, ready to devour her as she screamed once my lips landed on her soaked folds, obviously not expecting me to do it. Like I said, I always keep a promise.
The green monster in me still was angry at her for making jokes about me not being her first experience of intimacy. My muscles were still tense from the thought of someone having her before me, doubting myself for not checking her background for any ex-boyfriends who are still alive after they got what they wanted.
Maybe I missed something so I will be more throughout next time. She knows that I'm a jealous asshole and that I will kill anyone who dares to touch her so I believe her that she hasn't been in any relationships.
She is fucking mine.
I get to claim this pretty pussy which is already dripping for me, my tongue fucking her hole like I would with my cock.
Arianna grabs my hair in a tight tug, almost pulling my hair out when I nip at her flesh, adding my finger inside her when her walls clench around both of my tongue and the finger I was curling to reach her g-spot.
Revealing the pain on my scalp, I growl, the vibrations going straight to her slit, that rose bud soaking my mouth with her cum when she screams again, feeling her come undone. It was so fucking easy to make her explode and I haven't even been inside her yet.
"Oh god, Oh god, Vince," she gasps.
I can't but grin when I look up at her and see her eyes glazed over like she is drunk.
My pretty girl. Gorgeous.
"Has someone tasted you like this? Fucked you like this with their tongue that you come three times in five minutes?" I was being petty and still wound up but I don't fucking care. I wanted my girl to admit it.
She gushes on my finger in a high pitched moan when I insert it again to thrust the digit deep enough to make her see stars when I hit the right spot.
"Answer me, baby," my voice is low, demanding as I lap her juices from soaking my sofa, licking her labia in frantic agony.
She tasted like strawberries.
"Please," she cries, trying to push my head away but I grip her thighs with my hands to keep her in place, my hold almost bruising.
"No. You will come the fourth time if you don't answer me who makes you come like this," my threat is clear when she glares at me with a murderous stare, trashing beneath me to be set free.
That look on her makes me almost come in my pants like a fucking teenager.
Building up the pace, she's close for another orgasm when I completely pull away in the last second, her eyes bulging out of her sockets, scream turning into whimpers.
"Please don't...I can't," she gasps for air and I just smirk.
"Please what? Don't stop?" I grinned wider when she growled like a little kitten, obviously angry that I'm toying her body like a peace of meat.
Fuck, she is cute.
She tries to claw at me with her adorable pink nails which were painted with glitter and stickers of butterflies today but I just pin her down, using one of my hands to grab her wrists and hold them together on top of her stomach.
"Still not answering?" I ask playfully, my lips hovering above hers while I lean forward until our noses are touching.
I love watching her squirm underneath me. Her face scrunches up as she fights for oxygen.
So cute.
I kiss her lips softly, tasting honey, my tongue flicking against hers in quick kisses as she struggles to keep her breath.
"Just say who is doing this to you. Who is making you come," I press, not letting go of her wrists so she doesn't try scratching me.
"If you are a good girl, I will let you come again," I smile.
Frantically shaking her head, she struggles to reply," No, Vincent, I..." still trying to find her thoughts," Don't stop," she moans.
I bite her earlobe gently in retaliation, causing the woman who owns my mind to shiver under me, moaning louder, louder, "Don't tease me, Vincent. Please..." I hear her sob.
She was crying and I hated myself for bringing tears to her eyes.
God, I am such an asshole.
"Tell me, Arianna," I beg, wanting her to say it so I can do what she needs.
"Please make me come. I'm yours, Vincent. Only you," Arianna pleads, finally getting ahold of herself and looking straight into my eyes.
Forcing myself to move away without losing her gaze, I dive back inside her pussy, my tongue sliding down her slick channel to her clit.
"Such a good girl," I praise, smiling victoriously when Arianna lets out a strangled gasp.
"Yes, yes, yes. Yes," she chants and I know there won't be much left of her after all that came out of her beautiful mouth. I lick my fingers clean and put them on the edge of her slit, stroking and caressing her soft pussy in slow circles, teasing her and keeping my fingers moving in the same rhythm.
When Arianna groans loudly and starts to twitch, I suck her clit, pumping her hard with my fingers, her pussy convulsing when I hit the right spot. She comes again with a scream , coming so fast I almost feel faint because of how amazing it feels, my fingers buried deep inside her cunt.
Panting, I pull out of her pussy, kissing every inch of her creamy body in a desperate attempt to regain some control over myself.
As she regains her breath, still getting air into her lungs, I crawl back on top of her, grabbing her neck roughly and locking my jaw with hers, my tongue exploring every crevice in her mouth with intense hunger, wanting her to accept me fully, allowing me to have the most intimate connection with her she could ever offer.
Feeling her little hands on my bare chest to push me away, this time I let her when I slowly move further away to slide her shirt up. Locking my eyes with hers, I focus on the little butterfly tattoo under her left breast which sadly was still covered by her bra but I didn't want to scare her away by letting me see all at once. I will take my time with her and show her that I can be patient.
My eyes on the tattoo, I lean down to kiss the spot softly, taking a small amount of skin into my teeth and biting it before pulling away and staring at Arianna, whose hands had stopped struggling to pry me off her body as her heartbeat picks up from the action.
"You really are gorgeous," I smile when her cheeks turn red. God, her reactions are always endearing and sexy and honestly? I would love to fuck her but that needs to happen some other time.
"You're really the worst, you know that?" she grumbles and sits up, her body still shaking from the pleasure I just gave her.
I smirk," But you still begged me to make you come so I think we are even now,"
She shakes her head. "You better watch yourself," she warns, standing up from where she laid and picking up her clothes from the floor, putting them back on hastily.
She turns around, about to walk out the door when I catch her hand and twirl her around to face me, her startled yelp echoing through the room when my arms wrap around her slender waist, pulling her closer until she is pressed flush against me, our bodies flush.
Her flaming cheeks are evident when she tries to ignore my eyes, my mouth, everywhere that I touched her. "I have to go home ," she whispers, her voice trembling as she tries to push my chest away.
I stare at her for a few more seconds, enjoying the feeling of having her against me as I watch her fight with herself.
Taking the pity on her, I cup her chin with my palm, forcing her to look at me.
"I'll take you home,"
She looks shocked at my words but smiles,"Thank you."