Chapter 4 — Rex, darling, you are dripping wet

I was lying on his bed, naked and aroused, moaning his name as his tongue swirled around my nipple. He bit it softly, and I pulled his hair, arching my back to offer more of me.

“You are exotic,” he murmured against my hard nubs and I palmed his erection in appreciation. He overflowed my little hand, but the feeling of his hardened length pulsing in my palm was exquisite.

His fingers found my pulsating pussy, and as he pinched my clit, I wrapped my hand around his member, over his boxer briefs. He drew soft circles across my hot flesh, as I moved my fingers over his gorgeous cock. He bit my nipple and a sharp pang shot through my pain and my back arched some more. Softening the tinge with a few swirls of his tongue, he pushed a finger inside me, and only then did I realize how wet I was.

I was dripping.

My warm walls clenched around his finger, desperate for him, never wanting to let go.

Groaning, he moved my hand -that was clenching hard around his member- away and moved his lips down, finally granting attention to my wet lips.

“Rex, darling, you are dripping wet,” he smirked as he flicked his tongue out to tease my rosebud.

“I can’t wait to taste you again and have you coming all over my tongue,” he announced and licked a line through my slit.

Color rushed to my cheeks.

While I wasn’t a very shy person, the thought of orgasm always managed to bring red to my cheeks. Maybe it was because I had never masturbated before him, maybe it was because woman orgasms were considered so rare and exotic, or maybe it was because he saw, felt and became all of me every time I came.

His finger stayed inside me, still and filling as his tongue drew circles on my clit.

He looked up to meet my eyes, and with eyes burning hot and wild with desire, he pulled his finger out and licking just the apex of it, brought it up to my lips.

My lips parted and as I sucked my juices from his fingers, I kept my eyes on his. Dark with desire, dilated with love, he looked like a man drunk on arousal.

“Tastes good, doesn’t it?” he asked then as he left a wet kiss on my chin.

“Mmm,” I murmured, and I had to agree. I tasted good. Not chocolate good, but combined with the adoring gaze he granted me, I tasted divine. So, I sucked his finger, swirling my tongue around him like I would if it were his cock.

A groan leapt from his throat and biting harshly on my left nipple once, he moved down to grant my wetness the attention it so dearly begged for.

Oh! Woe me and my pathetic self-restraint. Not very long ago, I had planned to give him pleasure but was now wide open, begging for his tongue.

All thoughts shot out of my brain the moment his tongue touched my slick wetness. He didn’t tease any longer and dived straight in. His hot breath fanned my glistening lips, and as his tongue moved around my bud, his finger found my entrance and started their rhythm.

In and out, his finger moved, while his tongue created marvelous pleasures on their own. Left, right, circle, bite, rub, he pulled all the stops and the combination he used was nothing short of extraordinary.

I arched my back, moaning his name, pleasure building in the depths of my belly. My legs fluttered. My fingers tightened around his thick hair.

I could feel the rush of sexual atonement so close to me, ready to envelop me in their wet, hot arms.

“So close,” I moaned, breathing heavy.

“No,” he jerked and spanked my breast lightly. “Not yet,” he warned as he rolled his finger around my nipple.

His action seemed to be counter-productive, for it triggered all my pleasure boundaries right away. Blood rushed to the apex of my thighs and I arched my back and feet off the ground. My legs wrapped around his neck, and as he increased his pace, I moaned just a little louder.

He broke down all my other senses and all I could feel was him and the sensual pleasure he was providing. Two of his fingers fucking me while his other hand tweaked and pinked my nipples and his tongue tortured my clit into absolute insanity. When it became unbearable to hold any longer, I cried out his name in a whimper, begging for relief.

“Come, darling, come for me,” he ordered as he picked up his rhythm.

I moaned in ecstasy and everything inside me clenched. Blood rushed to my nether regions and my eyes closed, I soared high above the sky until I saw stars on a white sky and all at once I crashed on the soft bed.

Exhausted from the pleasure rush, I took a few breaths to recover. I opened my eyes to find Dev’s head on my groin, staring up at me with an adorable smile on his face.

I smiled back, and before I could take another breath, he pushed his tongue in my walls as is finger moved over my clit.

Pleasure, of the exquisite type, paired with a little pain soared through me. He was alternating what he just did, his tongue pushing in and out, while his finger created the masterful combination over my clit.

Moaning like a mess of emotions, I pulled his hair to contain the pleasure. It was unbearable in the best way possible, and my toes started curling.

“No, No, no,” I groaned. I didn’t want to come so soon. I’m sure I would deteriorate if I did.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he answered with a nod and latched his mouth on my nipple as he pushed two of his fingers into my warm hole. My walls clenched around his fingers, and as he suckled on my breasts my back arched.

In and out, round and round, he created a tempo exactly as I desired and when his fingers hit a particular spot in my vagina, my walls started quivering. Noticing my reaction, he directed his thrusts to that spot, massaging my walls in the most luxurious way.

My breathing deepened further, my belly clenched, my walls started quivering and as my toes curled, I grabbed on to the sheets and my back arched, lifting off the bed. Soon, I was climbing for the stars, and as a moon hit in the depths of my belly, I soared in the sky and crashed down with a loud moan.

I recovered in silence. Taking deep breaths to return to the human world.

The high of orgasm was unlike any other, it made me wonder about how evolution was a bitch in heat. As humans, we were evolved into sexual beings, and orgasms are like the highest reward. But even then, the orgasms Dev provided were out of this world. There was just something about him that made his allure even better.

Blood rushed to my cheeks and as I regained the feeling of my senses back, I felt his warm, plump lips giving small pecks on my navel. I grabbed his neck, and pulling him to my mouth, I planted a kiss on his lips.

“My turn,” I murmured as I rolled us around, so I was the one on top.

“I am not done yet,” he argued but didn’t use physical strength to turn us around. He never did, even if he easily could. He was as gentle as they came.

He was huge and knew how frightening his size seemed to some, so he took special care not to do anything that might frighten anyone. He didn’t even raise his voice. And using physical force, over anybody, was a hard ‘no.’ I loved this about him.

He looked intimidating to a stranger’s eye, but he had a strong protective aura around him that made everyone feel safe. Ironic though it was, it was true.

Just goes to show how we should never judge a book by its cover.

“Well that maybe so, I demand the right to pleasure my man,” I placed soft seductive kisses on his chest and slowly moved lower.

“I demand the same right”

“You already gave me two orgasms, you greedy fool”

“I want more,” he pouted.

“Guess you’ll have to wait. I want your cum down my throat more than I want my orgasm,” I confessed with a dirty smile, as my lips reached his hard abs.

Licking a line in between the valleys of his abs, I kissed the deep V that ended on a very promising note. I licked my lips, eager to taste all of him in my mouth; to taste his love, his lust and his striking masculinity.

“Reverse,” he moaned as I palmed his erection.

“What?” I looked up, puzzled.

“Turn around,” he directed, and I did as he asked with a curious expression on my face, sitting on his lower abs and facing his prominent erection.

“Slide back now,” he said, and I turned around to face him with a quizzical brow.

“69,” he announced and pulled my hips right over his face. I was essentially sitting on his now, and as erotic as it was, it was a tad bit uncomfortable. I felt too vulnerable.

“This view is everything, I could die right now, and I’d still be the happiest man, you are magnificent,” he complimented, and all my inhibitions flew right out the window.

I lowered myself on his body, moving my palm around the length of him as he explored my pussy with a swipe of his tongue.

“All bets on. Let’s see who wins, darling,” he announced, and a competitive sparkle rose in my eyes.

“Let’s,” I agreed and bent down to blow his mind right off its socket.