Red

CHAPTER 60.

Warning: This chapter includes spit kink, I'm kindly asking if you don't like this then please skip the chapter and move on to the next. Thank you very much.

"Lorenzo please..." I whispered against his lips, he widen my legs and grip both insides of my thighs with each palms.

"Come on baby, slobber up all that saliva and spit it into my mouth." His lips, just a breath away, moved against mine in every word.

I wrapped both hands around his neck, pulling him down, so that I could have access to his lips, those addiction towards mine.

Gathering enough spit, he pull open his mouth wide and took my saliva into his mouth. He pressed his mouth over mine, coating our tightly enclosed mouths in a nasty make out session.

His palms on my thighs, seeps a burning within my skin until my clit hummed in need. Lorenzo didn't touch me, just his lips doing the work as we both widen our mouths, spit sharing between us.

Our tongues twisted together, nose rubbing harshly as we tried to inhale each other.

I swear to God it wasn't enough...He wasn't enough, I needed him to stop my breath for a full blown minute so that I could get lost in only him.

Thick saliva dripped out of our mouths, our lips sliding together as we both took turns of sucking the length of our tongue.

He pulled back and then tilt my chin up with his thumb, the back of my head now resting on the illicit words that he had engrave in the stone.

His eyes were holding me prisoned, the walls were filled with darkness and heat and I did nothing about it as I helplessly parted my wet lips with soft air.

He had humor behind his gaze. "Just before I go any further are you perfectly sure you won't wound me and moan another man's name..."

Even though he referred to it as a joke, I still saw uncertainty in his eyes and I decided to show him just how much I wanted him...this.

"I only want you Lorenzo and I'll show you just how much."

He placed both of his tatted arms on either side of me, his head tilted down as he watched me slide down from the walls to the stony ground.

I grab the waist of his shorts and pulled it down which then settles the soft material to his tatted ankles.

His cock slaps me in the face and then jump, it's length stiffen up and rested on his navel.

"Before I do so..." I licked my lips, teasing him as I pulled down my red lace top, my small breast coming out to his gaze which had his irises dilating at them.

"You have to spill out some precum for my tongue..." I opened my mouth to him with spit and arched my back to thrust my breast out.

I slide my tongue back in, my clit humming from the darkness overshadowing his scar on his face. Cruelty and coldness rock his squared jawline from my tease.

"Red, don't make this harder than it already is."

I smirk knowingly towards his manhood which was jumping, his bulbous head was blaring purple while his tempting balls hardens.

"Come on baby, I want to suck on your cock more than anything but in order for me to do so you have to spill out some precum..."

I sighed breathless, my lips parting as I let out. "Please."

He scoffed, impatience thin as he gathered some of my hair at the back, grab it in a tight hold and yank it backwards.

"Why do I love it when you fucking beg."