Inheritance

Chapter 52

"Look at me Sasha." Kendall whispered, peering up at me as I shrunk into an anticipatory state of nervousness. 

As I gazed down at him from my placement on the bed, I realized that I'd never actually seen him from this angle before. Having a downward view of him was a novelty and caused a new wave of pre-arousal to accrue alongside the current sensations circulating through my system.

When our eyes eventually met, he gripped me by my shins with a subtle force and, with ease, pulled me towards the edge of the bed. Roughly parting my legs, he licked his lips in preparation for his meal while intentionally ensuring to maintain eye contact with me. I shivered when his large masculine hands grasped for the ends of my mesh dress and glided the material up the length of my body. 

To help facilitate the process, I propped my elbows up and lifted my ass off the mattress so that the tight fabric could bunch at my waist. With my bottom half now completely exposed to him, Kendall inserted himself in between the opening of my legs and took his time littering taunting kisses across my stomach and lower abdomen. 

He eventually stopped when he reached my navel, pausing his actions to briefly reward me with a haughty wink before his lips took up the process of lightly brushing along the lace material of my panties. The brushes gradually transitioned into full-fledged kisses, as his lips temptingly teetered around the pulsating area. It wasn't long before I felt a damp pool begin to collect at my heat in excitement of what was to come. 

He used his hands to tightly grip at my waist while he steadily lowered his body until he was breathing directly over my heat. When I could feel his light breaths trickle against the sensitive skin, I released another shiver.

"Are you sure you want this?" He questioned, providing me with one final opportunity to retract my consent. However, I was in no means changing my mind and didn't hesitate to nod my head vehemently in validation of my needs.

Taking in my granted permission, he parted my legs even wider, which had involuntarily began to close in on his head. He then laced his fingers beneath the rim of my panties and shrugged them off. With my final barrier now completely removed, I felt a cold flash of air hit my vagina. I squirmed at the raw feeling and at the idea of being so bare to him. 

When the coldness against my center persisted, I returned my attention to Kendall to see why he'd stopped his actions that had been quite helpful in distributing warmth to my body. Much to my embarrassment, his eyes were honed in on my center, glowering at it as if it were some sort of auctioned muse. I released an uneasy squeal, covering my face in embarrassment at his lack of decorum.

"What?!" I asked, peeking my eyes out through my fingers to stare at him.

"You're just so fucking beautiful. All of you." He replied, his eyes still glued to my sex, while his lips eventually found my mound.

The abrupt sensation of his mouth on my tunnel was enough to make me release a violent scream. He used his fingers to part my labia, as his tongue slid directly into my opening. Though he started off gentle, he was persistent in licking my folds and it almost felt like he was making love to me through just the soft touches of his lips.

He skillfully painted a figure 8 with his tongue, paying special attention to each spot that erupted the loudest screams from me. The reoccurring sounds of his lips smacking against my sex were so erotic and distracting, as I tried to maintain even an ounce of self-composure. 

Back-and-forth, up-and-down, it didn't even matter the direction in which his tongue travelled. His mouth was fixated to my center at every point, intentionally probing at my slick folds while my hands reached down for his hair.