Careful, Flower.

Careful, Flower.
Azrael's POV

“I love them.”

Her eyes widened in surprise. Her flushed face and swollen, kiss-bitten lips made her look breathtaking. Her heavy breasts rose gently with each uneven breath.

“They look like tiger stripes,” I finished softly.

I wasn't lying when I said I loved them.

There was something unbelievably attractive about the marks on her skin. Maybe that was why I loved holding her waist so much.

I lowered my head and kissed her stomach before pressing my mouth against her pussy. She smelled like vanilla and it was driving me fucking insane.

Her fingers tightened in my hair, forcing me to look up at her eyes. She bit her lip while her other hand squeezed one of her nipples through her shirt.

“T-that's not what I meant,” she whispered weakly.

The shy look on her face told me she was lying.

I nodded anyway, deciding to play along.

“...but that was part of it.”

A chuckle escaped me.

“Behind closed doors, you don't hide from me, Flower.” I rubbed my thumb slowly along her thigh, feeling the way her muscles trembled beneath my touch. “Tell me something honestly.” My voice dropped lower. “What other man would worship every inch of you like this?”

She swallowed hard.

The room was quiet except for her uneven breathing and the faint creak of the mattress every time she shifted beneath me.

She hesitated before slowly shaking her head.

“Exactly.” I kissed her thigh. “So isn't that enough?”

She bit her lip again before finally nodding.

I tapped the hand tangled in my hair and she released me immediately.

“Sorry,” she mumbled.

I kissed her stomach once more before kneeling at the edge of the bed. Gripping her waist firmly, I pulled her closer until her ass lifted slightly from the mattress.

Then I buried my face between her thighs, dragging my tongue over her clit while a soft gasp escaped her lips. The taste of her flooded my mouth instantly, warm and addictive.

Her legs twitched and I noticed the way she tried adjusting herself against the sheets.

I sucked hungrily at her before pulling away with a quiet wet sound that filled the room. Her shaky breathing only made my cock ache harder.

Her folds looked swollen from how much attention I had already given them.

I spat lightly against her entrance before spreading the wetness with my thumb, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips.

She forced herself to look down at me, grinding her hips helplessly against my mouth.

I leaned in again, burying my face deeper between her folds while holding her gaze.

Her hand reached for my head, trying to pull me away, but I immediately wrapped my arms tightly around her waist.

“Ah!” Her head fell back as her hips lifted off the bed. I tightened my grip and sucked harder against her clit, flicking my tongue around it. “P-please... ah!”

She reached down again, trying to pull me away.

I caught her clit gently between my lips before grazing it lightly with my teeth, careful not to hurt her.

“Ahhhh!”

Finally.

Her body arched off the bed as loud moans spilled from her lips.

“That's it, Flower,” I murmured against her pussy before flicking my tongue over her clit again.

I grabbed the hand she kept using to push me away and locked our fingers together against her stomach while moving closer between her legs.

Her thighs pressed tightly against her stomach as I continued sucking slowly at her pussy.

She breathed heavily, soft broken moans slipping from her lips while her fingers twisted helplessly in the sheets.

She looked so fucking slutty like this that I nearly lost control.

I wanted her underneath me so badly it was becoming painful. I wanted to hear my name dragged out of her throat while I fucked her until neither of us could think straight.

But the thought disappeared the moment I remembered why I was doing this.

Tonight was about her.

No sex.

Not yet.

“I-I'm coming!” she cried suddenly, her body shaking violently.

Her legs tightened around my head, trapping my mouth against her as her juices spilled onto my tongue moments later.

I stayed there on purpose, even though I could have pulled away.

A strangled moan escaped her lips as her body trembled beneath me.

After a few seconds, she slowly relaxed and collapsed weakly against the bed.

I released her hand before giving one of her soft cheeks a light slap.

It jiggled beautifully beneath my palm.

“Good girl.”

I kissed her thigh before rising from the floor, only to glance down and see my cock straining hard against my soaked boxers.

I hadn't even changed yet.

I looked back at her sprawled across the bed, her body twitching slightly while wetness slowly leaked from her pussy.

I reached down one last time and brushed a kiss against her swollen pussy lips before turning toward the door.

“I'll be back,” I said before walking out of her room.

I locked the door behind me and headed quickly toward my bedroom.

If anyone saw me right now, they would immediately notice the hard outline of my cock pressing against my boxers.

I pushed my bedroom door open, shut it behind me, and hurried toward the bathroom.

I shoved my boxers down and kicked them aside.

My cock sprang free instantly, heavy and painfully hard against my palm.

I stroked myself slowly before hissing sharply as pleasure rushed through me.

“So fucking hard,” I muttered under my breath, stroking my cock while my other hand braced against the wall.

I knew using her bathroom after making her cum would only overstimulate her, and I didn't want to push her too far tonight.

“Fuck... yes.” My head fell back as another strained groan escaped my lips. My pace quickened desperately as I tried forcing myself to cum before she recovered, but it was fucking difficult.

Gritting my teeth, I reached forward to turn on the shower when her voice suddenly drifted in from the bedroom.

“Azrael?”

I turned instantly and froze.

She stood at the bathroom entrance completely naked.

I had already told her the maids were gone for the night, but someone could still be inside the house.

I stepped out of the bathroom immediately, not even caring that my cock was hanging heavily between my legs.

I shut the bedroom door behind me and locked it to make sure nobody accidentally walked in.

“Why are you here?” I groaned softly as I walked toward her. “You're supposed to be resting.”

She followed me quietly.

I turned to stop her from entering the bathroom again, but her hand suddenly wrapped around my cock, her thumb rubbing slowly over the tip.

She looked up at me, her breasts pressing against my chest.

I looked down at her, my breathing turning heavier instantly.

“You could've asked for my help, Azrael.” A slow smile spread across her lips. “Or are you suddenly shy now?”

The boldness of this woman.

“You're really big,” she whispered, staring down at my cock like she didn't know whether to touch it again or run from it.

She licked her lips while trailing her fingers down my length before pressing it lightly against her stomach and gasping at the size.

Then she looked back up at me, biting her swollen lip.

“Kiss me.”

I blinked in surprise, completely turned on at the same time.

I had always been the one making the first move.

What the hell had gotten into her?

Not that I was complaining.

I was seconds away from losing what little control I had left.

I leaned down, cupped her neck gently, and kissed her deeply.

She stroked my cock slowly before sliding it between her thighs and against her pussy.

She bit my lower lip before pulling back from the kiss.

“Azrael.”

“Yes, Flower?”

“I want you to make me scream your name while you pound my pussy until I can't walk anymore.”

She bit her lip after saying it, her eyes burning with desire.

I stared at her, genuinely speechless.

Surprise didn't even begin to cover it.

A slow smile spread across my lips as I gripped her jaw gently.

“Careful, Flower,” I murmured. “You have no idea what you're asking me for.”