And Still | Rhea Ripley | Possessive and Smutty

Part 68 - Filthy Language

Rhea settled between my legs on her knees, running her hands up my legs and stopping at my hips. She wasn't putting any of her weight on me.

She was so soft. Gentle with it.

"Do you miss being rough?" I asked, it just came out as I watched her face looking at my body.

Rhea raised an eyebrow, small smile. "Somewhat." She replied.

"Be rough, then." I said.

"Not very loving of me." Rhea replied, matter of factly.

"But it can be." I assured her. "You can do both. Rhea thought about it, looking up and down my body. She wasn't sure. "Just don't throw me around or anything...." I added to try and push her over.

Rhea gave me an unsure look. "Not yet, Flo." She gripped the waistband of my pants, softy pulling them down, my panties joining them too. "You can have my dirty mouth, though. I know how much you love that. I'd never deprive you of that."

She was right. It was my favourite thing about her. Her mouth. The words she says.

Rhea studied between my legs, and I quickly realised I hadn't shaved in a while. I felt a bit insecure, as I usually am on top of it. But... haven't really been able to do it so often. Rhea smiled, seeming normal and going to move on, looking at my face. She noticed my nervousness and widened her eyes. "Why are you so nervous, Angel?" Rhea asked. "You're begging for this..."

"I know." I whispered, a little shaky and Rhea teased me with rubbing her hands up and down my thighs. "I just- sorry I haven't shaved in a little bit."

Rhea huffed a laugh out, smiling. "You think I care about that? Flo, I sucked your pussy on your period. But you think a bit of hair is going to bother me? It's sexy as fuck to me." Rhea reaches up to the hem of my shirt, watching me intently as I leaned up to pull it off my body. Leaving me naked completely beneath her. "I forgot how sexy you are." Rhea squeezed my hips. "This I going to be hard to stop..."

"What are you going to-"

I was cut short when Rhea put a kiss on my inner thigh. I watched her move to the next one, kissing it with her tongue.

Rhea ran her tongue up my thigh, near my hip and lower stomach, kissing just beneath my scar. "Fucking gorgeous." Rhea whispered, still placing kisses all around my scar and as close as she could get to it. "Fucking mine."

Oh, wow. She felt amazing. Her hands was soft on my hips as she kissed on my stomach. Licked over some parts. She was loving my entire body. Showing me how beautiful she thought I was.

I put my hands on the back of her head, watching her with a peaceful face as she kissed around my breasts, she was whispering a compliment in between her soft yet full of meaning kisses. "Beautiful. Gorgeous. So sexy."

I was growing really flushed as she picked my hand up to kiss the front of it, then pecking every finger. "Look at your beautiful fingers, Flo. Do you remember when you had these inside me huh?"

I nodded, staring with a wide mouth at the way she flicked her tongue over one of my fingers.

"Should I make you suck them?" Rhea said, and I wasn't sure if she was actually wanting me to answer. But I nodded anyway, wanting to please her to matter what. Rhea broke a wicked grin. "You'd do anything I say, wouldn't you? Wear whatever I write on your skin like a good girl, huh? What if I asked you to lick my cunt in a room full of people, angel. Would you?"

Oh, god...

I swallowed. "If you said to." I replied.

"Great answer. Too bad it was a guess." Rhea said bordely. "I'd never make you do that, no one deserves to see the way you use your tongue against me." Rhea sucked my finger in her mouth, in one long and slow and torturous movement. "What about sucking my cock, huh? Would you do that?"