"Then eat me like you need it to survive."
Rachel opened her mouth on instinct, moaning at the way Abigail's flavor went straight to her head.
Dizzy with her scent, she drank Abigail in, pushing her nose and lips into her folds and lapping at her opening.
"There you go." Abigail stroked her cheek tenderly, full of affection. "That's my nasty little slut."
Rachel closed her eyes, ashamed by how much she enjoyed the lewd praise. The hand on her face stilled before slapping her lightly. The contact wasn't painful, but she instantly snapped to attention.
"Look at me." Abigail's words were clipped, her voice steady. Except for the slight trembling of her thighs, she was in total control. "I want you here. Present."
Solid pressure from Abigail's hand on her head kept her in place, forcing Rachel to struggle to look up into Abigail's eyes as she continued to lick her. What she saw there turned her on in a way that shook her very foundation.
She had wondered whether she would actually enjoy her dirty little fantasy come to life, but now she knew.
She fucking loved it.
"Funny, you don't act very unwilling." Abigail chuckled. "Not anymore."
Rachel pulled away long enough to say, "No, your grace," then got back to work. Abigail set her feet apart and tilted her hips slightly, giving Rachel better access.
Angling her head, Rachel circled her tongue around Abigail's opening, thrilled by the way Abigail groaned and shook in response.
"Glad to hear that." Abigail took a breath, then exhaled. "Because I have big plans for you tonight. I'm going to fuck you, Rachel. Spank you. Use and abuse that beautiful body of yours. And I'd love to think that you'll enjoy it just as much as I will." She tugged on Rachel's hair, until she met her gaze again. "I don't need to think that, mind you. But I'd love to."
Rachel nodded, hoping her response was acceptable. She didn't want to stop what she was doing—not when she sensed Abigail teetering on the edge of climax.
Like magic, all her usual stresses and worries vanished from her mind, replaced by a single-minded focus on pleasing the woman who towered over her.
"Fuck," Abigail groaned, fisting her hand in Rachel's hair so she could guide her mouth to her clit. "Suck me. Make me come."
Complying with a happy murmur, Rachel planted her lips around Abigail's hot, swollen clit and sucked gently.
Abigail shot out her hand and braced herself on the wall, drawing a smile from Rachel even as she continued her ministrations. Despite her uncertainty, Abigail's reactions made it clear that she was doing a good job.
Abigail released her hair and gave her another gentle slap on the cheek. The contact wasn't intended to induce pain, but to degrade—exactly as she had requested. With only a slight waver in her voice, Abigail said, "Harder, slut. Suck it harder."
Rachel increased her suction, drawing Abigail deep into her mouth. Almost instantly Abigail stiffened, then her body quaked in release.
She didn't vocalize her pleasure, but it was obvious from the flood of wetness that soaked her lips and tongue that the orgasm had been strong.
Wary of stopping before she was told, Rachel kept licking until Abigail yanked her away with both hands in her hair.
"Enough."
"Now, what do you want?" Abigail asked teasingly.
Rachel blinked, "Please touch me." The words come out strained, matching the way her heart feels like it is being pulled apart at the seams.
She's the one who wanted ther.
With quick abandon, Rachel spreads her legs wider to accommodate Abigail's body, she kisses her way up and down each of her thighs, taking her sweet time.
The brush of her soft lips against her flesh is too much. She lifts her hips to remind her of what she wanted, only to be met with the scrape of her stubbled cheek against her thigh.
Rachel dig her fingers into Abigail hair and drag her head to her dripping center. "Enough teasing. Either fuck me or fuck off."
"So bossy." her tongue swipes out, darting across her swollen clit. When she tries to retreat, she hold her head against her and forced Abigail to stay.
"So needy." Abigail drags the tip toward her aching center. "So fucking sexy,"
Abigail's tongue sinks inside Rachels honeypot making her back curve as sparks shoot off her skin as she devours her like she hasn't eaten for years.
Like Rachel is the first meal she has had and she wants to savor it. her fingers dig into her ass cheeks as she holds her against her face, her eyes solely focused on me.
The unrelenting torture of her mouth drives her closer to the edge. She wanted to hold out, but her toes tingle and her breathing quickens as her tongue teases her center before diving inside.
Rachels thighs press into the sides of her head as she comes. Spots fill her vision as wave after wave of pleasure rolls through me.
Abigail doesn't cease her stroking, sucking, and licking until her body stops trembling and her release coats the entire lower half of her face.
"Ahh." her head drops back, and she blink up at the ceiling.
Abigail kisses her center one last time before crawling over her body. her familiar weight presses her deeper into the mattress asshecradles her head and kisses her.
The combined taste of her minty breath and her arousal floods her mouth, causing another spike of pleasure. Rachel moaned against her lips, and her tongue swoops in, forcing her to taste how much she wanted her.
Rachel moves to break away, but Abigail grips on to her hair and tug her closer, not able to end their connection just yet. She's not prepared for the regret she might feel once she walks away. The fear.
"Thank you." Rachel presses one last peck against Abigail's lips.
Thank you? Abigail frowned, she should be saying that.
Rachel was a nobleman's daughter whom Abigail found her diary in the library once and Abigail had been rather exited to introduce Rachel to the real deal since she returned the diary and the girl blushed like she knew Abigail knew all her dirty fantasies.