Nouveau

Chapter 46: Release

*Disclaimer: This is not for the faint of heart 😩🤐...If you prefer PG-13, wait until the next chapter.*

Laive

"Tremaine..."

Laive's spine curved off the sheets as she received his cool licks to her center.

Slow.

Steady..

And rhythmic...

Her air was leaving her body in short pants as Tremaine's mouth sent small shock waves through her form. Laive's toned belly could be seen quickly contracting as he kissed and licked her pearl with teasing swirls and nibbles.

He was....

Eating.

Lapping like she was the last supper before a fast. Savoring her so tenderly that her right hand tugged at her tresses, while her left gripped into his hair. Laive could feel her pussy soaking his face while her limbs shuddered in against his smacks. The tip of his tongue against sent Laive dizzy. Tremaine was flicking like he wanted to end her while their breathy moans drowned out the television.

"Ahhh...," Her fingers were anchored in his hair, "Yesss"

Tremaine's flicks were causing her walls to tighten against her. Taking her pearl further into his mouth, he french kissed it. Told Laive he was going to fuck her silly since she tried to keep his pussy from him. Laive gasped when his tongue probed deeper into her folds. She could barely think straight as he slopped up her dripping nectar. Laive's eyes rolled back slowly while her hooded lids closed shut.

"Shit so good." He gripped her tighter as he husked into her folds, "Taste so damn good"

Laive struggled to her elbows as her dampness coated the bottom of his face.

"Shit..." Tremaine licked the pads of his fingers and took his time sliding into her. "You so fucking wet.."

Laive's eyes clouded in agony as a whimper stole her breath, "Ummhh"

Out of nowhere, his loving licks turned needy. Tremaine's tongue lashed like lightning while his fingers stroked the life from her pulse. Trembles clamored down Laive's legs as the grip from his right hand sank deeper in her left thigh. Laive's orgasm was building up so quickly that her legs locked.

What the fuck was he doing to her?

"Shiiittt!"

His appetite seemed to turn desperate at the sound of Laive's explicit moans when he flipped them over. Her body felt like cement as Tremaine drained every cry and gasp from underneath her. His tongue caused every muscle in Laive's legs to tense against him. While fiercely gripping into his hair, L met each tongue lash with the churning of her hips.

"Yesss...Yess"

Tremaine came up for air, "Spit on it."

Laive choked at his request, "Wha-"

"Spit on ya fucking pussy."

Laive obliged him in blinded need and fisted his hair further into the bed. She watched Tremaine lick every trace while it dripped down her slit. "Tremaine.." Laive's eyes rolled in the back of her head as she bit her lip. It was the sexiest shit she'd ever seen in her life.

"Fuck Laive..." He rolled them back over, pinned Laive's knees down, and her spine softly bounced against the bed.

She winced in painful pleasure.

Her legs.

Her damn legs were starting to swell in pain. L's begs to the creator wouldn't make Tremaine ease up the aches to her center. Her eye lids were shut so hard all she saw were stars. The sharp ache in her thighs heighted and numbed at the pace of her building orgasm. Tremaine was about to send her body into expulsion.