Chapter 12 You Still Smell Like S*x
\[Vayra's POV\]
My fingers dug deep into his scalp. His mouth was moving faster against my sensitive clit, causing another wave of ecstasy to course through me.
"Please don't stop," I whined, tears streaming down my face, not wanting him to ever pull away. "Keep going. Please, Damon!"
He pulled back to lick his lips clean before leaning forward again. "Still so wet," he purred happily. I already knew why he was not leaving me.
This time, when he lapped at the juices flowing from my entrance, it caused another wave of euphoria to hit me. He worked slowly, licking at every drop, until finally, he reached the very tip, which caused me to jerk uncontrollably.
I screamed out loud as my release shot into him like wildfire, flooding him completely. The vibrations of pleasure wracked my whole body, sending electric sparks to my core, causing me to arch my back even harder as if trying to push out of myself.
But Damon still moved his tongue back and forth over my clitoris, causing another wave of delicious sensations to erupt from my center. This time, he licked me from head to toe, leaving me gasping for air. He stood up, pulling me along with him.
"You're too sensitive babygirl," He growled, his voice rough and sexy. I gasped for air, struggling to get any sound out of my throat, as the electricity coursed through my veins. The waves from his tongue were still coursing through my womb, causing me to shudder against him, gripping his muscular torso, trying desperately to get some sort of relief.
Finally, he lay next to me, staring deep into my eyes. "That was amazing, babe," he breathed, smiling gently. He ran his hands up and down my bare back gently. I melted against his warmth, my body relaxing under the blankets as a sigh escaped my lips.
"That was really good, baby." He whispered, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. I turned my face towards him, pressing my lips against his to taste my cum.
I kissed him hungrily as our tongues danced, tasting each other passionately. After several minutes of kissing, I broke our kiss.
"How are you feeling, darling?" He asked softly.
My body felt numb, and I wasn't sure if it was from his sexual energy or just his kisses. His lips brushed mine lightly, as though he wanted me to answer him.
"Baby? How are you feeling?" Again, I kissed him gently.
"Come on, I know you're feeling better. You have never looked as beautiful as you do right now." I blushed a little, remembering my previous orgasm. His words brought a fresh sense of satisfaction into my mind, helping me recover quickly.
"I think I'm okay," I replied shyly. He smiled and placed a tender kiss on my lips, stroking my cheek lovingly, and then he pulled back to gaze at me seriously.
"Open your legs Vayra, so I can clean you up," He murmured, kissing my neck once, then twice. Slowly, he moved to my pussy again, licking and kissing his way in between my wet folds. My pussy twitched under his ministrations and suddenly he lifted his head up and stared at me intensely.
"Say the word, baby." My eyes fluttered closed at his commanding tone. "Tell me you need it." His fingers were already inside my pussy.
"I need...I need...it." I whimpered, my voice strained. His fingers pushed the tip out of my pussy, and I shivered. It was so hot!
"There we go. Let go, sweetheart, relax." I relaxed and then gasped.
"Yeah, like that. Relax and breathe, baby girl. Relax," he praised me in a husky voice. "Now, blow. Make me feel something beautiful, babe," he instructed me as the cold air of the room touched my wet pussy.
I took a deep breath in and blew air out in one long slow motion. "Yes, baby girl! Do it again!" He urged me eagerly. My pussy contracted around his cold fingers, clenching it tightly. His cock stiffened, causing me to gasp. The pressure built rapidly inside me, making my breathing harden in anticipation of what was coming next.
He did it carefully. His large hand brushed the sweat-covered area.
"You still smell like sex." His thumb gently stroked over my dampened opening.
"Why is he not entering inside me?" I thought.
"Do you like that?" He asked with a smirk.
"Mmmmm!" I moaned as he slid his fingers out. He was pushing against the walls of my vagina to give me a full sensation, giving me no choice. He began moving his fingers up and down through the entire length of my pussy.
He chuckled deeply. "Still so damn tight."
"Ummnnn..." I moaned out loud as another wave of pleasure surged through my entire being.
"More....more!" I demanded impatiently, pushing my lower lip upward. He grinned down at me before lowering himself onto his belly, spreading me wider apart, and then sliding his finger into me again. The tip of his finger rubbed against my opening. I squirmed, trying to adjust to the stimulation.
"So fucking tight baby girl." He groaned while continuing to finger me. "Are you ready baby girl?"
"Fuck yes! More please! Fuck!" I cried out while my inner walls tensed around his finger.
"Just say my name," he commanded softly, rubbing the head against my opening, causing another wave of bliss to shoot through me. His fingers kept circling in and out of my pussy, pumping harder each time, making me moan louder and louder.
"Nooooo...please," I begged breathlessly, unable to speak anymore. My walls squeezed him as a small tear fell from my eye.
"Say it again," he urged. "I want to hear it."
"Y..yes, Damon!" I choked out, trying my best to keep quiet and calm. But he's relentless. And I can't control myself at the moment. His thrusts began to become rougher and harder, pounding my core. I didn't even realize it at first, but I've been screaming. I can't help it.
He is driving me crazy! I writhed against his chest, letting out a cry of pure pleasure. As he continued thrusting his finger inside me, my cries became more violent and desperate until I started crying out loud.
I couldn't help it anymore. Damon's fingers continued to pump into me forcefully, and his thrusts grew wilder. He was going to make me come.
"Oh god.... oh god...." I chanted incoherently between breaths. Then his grip tightened around my wrist and his free hand cupped my breast roughly.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
When I came, I didn't come alone. All the tension I had built up inside me burst outwards in an orgasm so fierce that I convulsed in his arms, arching my back off the bed, releasing an enormous surge of warm fluid, dripping down his hand.
"Damon..." I called weakly when my muscles slackened. We lay there for a while in silence, both breathing heavily, and the sounds of our heavy breathing filled the room.
Finally, Damon pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arms around my waist and laying us flat on the bed. He buried his face in my neck, inhaling deeply.