ɪ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄɪᴢᴇᴅ // ʀᴜʙʏ ᴅᴀ ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓞𝓷𝓮

I had never felt anything as good as I did when I was with him. Everything about him made my heart flutter and my legs felt as if they would give out from underneath me. I would be left gasping for my last breath of air, just when he would look at me. His big brown eyes. His tattoos. His long hair. Even the small things like the gauges in his ears and the ring in his nose. His lips succulent just enough to make my most precious parts melt from the heated wetness. I could feel the dripping on my thighs. He was what I couldn't dream up. He was real. Right in front of me as if he knew all along he had me. All of me already at his mercy. He treated me like no other man or woman in my life. I felt a chemistry like no other being in his presence. I had to keep asking myself if this was a dream.

Am I finally all alone with you for once?

No press, no fans, no family, no friends.

Just me and you.

He wrapped his masculine, strong, tattooed hands around my knees, gently enough but with conviction. His eyes getting wider as he slid me closer to him. His long brown hair was pulled back but curly pieces were dropping softly around his face. He sighed, he groaned as he puckered his lips, sending shivers down my spine. I realized this look, this look I never saw in his eyes. He was fiery, a yearning of desire. More than ever before.

Fuck, this is really happening.

"So fucking beautiful." He said deeply, spreading my legs, looking at me as if he just witnessed some sort of miracle. He moved closer to my skin, staring at my sopping wet panties, his warm breath getting hotter. "I wanna know what you taste like, what you feel like. I already know just seeing you like this, you're gonna be a fucking addiction."

I gasped. His scent was intoxicating.

He leaned in closer so that the diamond FTP chain he was wearing around his neck clinked onto my thigh. He took in a deep breath as if my aroma was some sort of prey or withdrawal symptom he was feeling and he needed it bad. "Fuck, I can't get enough of this look." He said, smiling and shaking his head. "I'm gonna prolong this. It's unlike anything... any drug I've ever had." His eyes found their way to mine as he pressed my shoulders against the back of the couch.

This is gonna be dangerous.

So many thoughts at once. But I just kept getting more and more wet, hotter, and more exposed. I just wanted him to touch me.

His delicious full lips smashed onto mine, his wet hot tongue pushing through. His lips were soft and velvety. I could feel the hunger, how his tongue pushed deeper and made harder, more rapid circles. I pulled out my tongue to encircle his lips because I wanted to feel them. I wanted them dripping. I sucked on his bottom lip and then sunk my teeth down onto it.

I could feel his cock through his black pants. I felt his thickness on my inner thigh, getting stiffer and stiffer as he leaned into me.

Suddenly, he stopped kissing me and sat up. Serious and determined, he knelt in front of my spread open legs again, never taking his eyes away from mine. Spreading my knees further apart, he leaned his face down towards what felt like a wildfire of warmth. Again, he took deep, long breaths like they were his last. He stared at me, like if I'd tried to get up, he would never allow it. We'd come too far now.

He proceeded to pull down one side of my panties, that were already damp from just his breath. Full lips softly kissed the outer lips of my pussy, sucking on one with his tongue flipping quick and feverishly up and down. "Oh fuck, you taste so good." He said with a garbled voice. As if he couldn't let go, he had to have contact with the most intimate part of me. His tongue slipped from the wetness mixing from his mouth and my coveted juices. "I need you to cum all over my face." He said sternly. "I want it so bad, so fucking bad... baby... I'm gonna make you cum so fucking hard."

"It's so hot in here." I said with a whimpering gasp. I couldn't process the feelings I was having. My body felt like it was going to explode.

Muffled into my pussy, he laughed. "It's about to get a lot hotter." He spoke into my wetness. With his right hand, he covered the lips of my pussy opening them with his thumb and pointer finger. Diving onto my clit, taking my most sensitive area in his mouth, wetness turned into sloppy sounds as he lapped up and down. I dug my nails into the couch, the pleasure was almost too much.

He pulled his face away from my glittering, dripping pussy, his glistening lips lifting closer and closer to mine. My fingers were tickled by his facial hair as I grabbed his face with each hand, forcibly pushing my lips to his.

"Taste yourself."

"Yes..." I moaned as I licked his juice covered lips. I sucked hard on his mouth.

He moved his face from mine and placed his right hand on my ankle, sliding his fingers up and down my leg, then he lifted it in the air and over his shoulder.

Beads of sweat dripped down my face as the thought of his mouth on me again made me feel faint. His lips kissed up my ankle, then my calf and onto my thigh. I was on fire.

His tongue flickered on the skin of my thigh like the light of a candle. Once again he pressed his mouth against my pussy, covering it, then letting go. "I'm feigning baby girl, but I'm enjoying watching your pleasure." He growled, staring intently into my eyes.

I pushed his head back into my cunt, trying to take control.

He spread my slit once again now sliding his tongue inside of me. "Mmm." He moaned and I jerked up from the vibration of his voice. Slipping up, down and around in circles, his tongue pulsated inside me. I started to feel an overwhelming faintness as he penetrated my pussy with his tongue. His tongue was so thick, the girth felt so good sliding in and out of me. Just fucking me with his tongue, leg still over his shoulder. With his left hand he took his pointer and middle fingers, tried to slide both of them in, my pussy too tight for his large fingers. He pressed more, using the slickness to shove them in easily.

He pulled his face up and lined it with mine. Without a flinch he stared at me, still sliding his fingers in and out of me. "You're so fucking wet, kitten. Tell me that I make you wet, tell me how you love me fucking your tight cunt with my fingers, tell me how bad you want me to make you cum." His voice was low, sliding his fingers in deeper.

"Yes." I moaned loudly. "Take me all in, Ruby. Take me."

Fingers buried in my pussy, he leaned his face down again and licked my clit faster and faster. I was winded. I couldn't breathe. I was gasping for air. He was sending me into an out of body experience. My back started to spasm, my hands gripping his hair tightly. My hips jerked, rubbing my clit up and down his tongue. My moaning got louder and more frequent. His fingers moved rapidly inside me, keeping up with my body movements, not missing a bead of juice.

I threw my other leg over, locking my ankles around his neck. I fiercely pushed his head into me as he groaned and growled roughly. Jerking motions started uncontrollably as the most intense sense of pleasure was building up. "Oh, don't stop, don't stop. I'm gonna cum, oh fuck I'm gonna cum... so... hard." I said breathlessly.

The build-up was almost uncomfortable with his fingers pumping in and out feverishly, but it felt so good. I threw my head back in pure euphoria, just as I felt my orgasm hit.

He dove his mouth as fast as he could to take it all in. Lapping the juices all over my pussy. "Your cum tastes so fucking sweet."

He stood up with his cock stiff and bulging, his facial hair shining from me before he sat down next to my almost limp body. He lit up a blunt, taking a long and hard drag. I took it from his fingers and did the same.

"Are you ready for more?"

Now it was my turn to do the worshipping.