La Salvadora | POETRY

C H A P T E R 3

It's like her mission to fuck with me
I can not say that I do not fucking it love it
She drives me so fucking crazy
Craving, yearning for her touch

She has me handcuffed to the bed
All to her mercy
Yet I would not change anything in the world for it

Her teasing touch
Her hand accidentally brushing against my dick
Anything
I'll take anything from her

When she straddles me I can not help but let out a breathy moan
To my reaction she looks at me and cocks her head the side
Acting innocent to her seductive actions

She begins to move upwards on my body
Until she is straddling my face
I lick my lips
Desperate to taste her

I lift my head to get a taste of her
She quickly moves what is mine away from me
Denying me of what is mine

Grunting in frustration I tug at the handcuffs
I tug so hard that the bed post break
There's only one thing on my mind
One focus
One priority
Her

I raise my head to see her
At the end of the bed
With nothing on
Baring herself at me

My ballerina has come a long way
I'm so so proud of her
She still has doubts and thoughts that make her close herself off from me
She believes I will just discard her
Like she means nothing to me
It pains me when she thinks like that
I always reassure her that I will never leave her
Either if it is with my words, tongue, or dick
She still doesn't understand I never will let her go
She will have to kill me to get rid of me
Even then I will haunt her

I lung for her
Grabbing her by her waist
Her laugh breaking the silence in our bedroom
It's a laugh that only I'm given the privilege to hearing
It's a laugh I will never ever get enough of
I could hear it on replay and not get bored

I press her against my chest
Putting one hand on the back of her head
The other on her back
Her rich tan skin
Soft to the touch

I envelop my lips over hers
Блядь, Блядь, Блядь
How did I ever get so damn lucky
I moan into her mouth
She swallows it up

Laying my head on the pillows
I grab her by her waist
Place her over my mouth
Making sure she's sitting on my face
Not trying to restrict me from her

Giving her a long languid lick
I sigh
She tastes so fucking good
I could feast on her forever

I rest my forehead against her inner thigh
Looking at her
I spread her lips open

Teasing her
I thrust my tongue in her
Repeatedly
I move my eyes away from her and onto her face
She closes her eyes
Taking away her beautiful brown irises away from me
Moaning, she clutches on the bed frame for
purchase

I replace my tongue with two thick digits
Thrusting them in and out of her
Rapidly
I focus on her reddening clit
Flicking it and sucking on it
Greedily

She screams my name
Pushing away from me
Squirming in my hold

I wrap my arms around her waist
Getting a better hold of her
She can not move away from me yet
I need
Fuck, I need to taste her cum

She cums with a loud moan
Her release coating my tongue
I slowly lap her up
Cleaning her gently with my tongue
I moan at her sweet taste

She whimpers
Clutching on my hand around her waist

I lift her off my face
Cradling her in my arms
I look down at my angel
Her eyes closed
Her red cheeks revealing that she was freshly fucked
I smirk, I did that to her

Brushing off her brown hair strands from
her forehead
I close my eyes
Pressing my lips to her forehead
She lets out a content sigh
Burrowing herself further into me

Mrs. Menshikov, oh how fucking crazy you drive me...

AN//

Dear Readers,

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I wrote this while listening to "Crazy In Love" (Remix) by Beyoncé. This is my first time writing smut so let me know how I did. I honestly might take this chapter down or edit it tomorrow. It's 11:11 p.m as I'm writing this. I don't know how I feel about this chapter but tell me what I need to improve on. Hope you all have/had a lovely day.

Xoxo,
Sophia
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