Touch Me While I Taste You

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Arabella Rivera

Stay still while I feast on you.

Crap, those words made me lose my sanity. I found it hard to control my breathing as Haiden continued to eat me. I move my hand away from my mouth, facing them down on the bed.

His tongue pushed in, then out, then lapped at me rapidly. He made me quiver, gasp and moan. I gripped my sheets, ruffling them as I tugged in a desperation to make sure that I was still here and not i n heaven

This feels too good. Way too good.

My stomach knotted, refusing to ease as h e continued his torture. I couldn’t take it anymore. My fingers lace in his wet hair, gripping the wet strands that looked darker. Haiden groans, his hands squeezing my thighs firmly.

“Ahh hmm.” I moan, whimpering lowly a s one of his hands left my thigh to comet o join his tongue and lips. I felt the long digits, felt the sizzling heat of them as

its, felt the sizzling heat of them as they teased my folds.

Haiden’s other hand snake up to my flat stomach, scorching my skin as they skim under the shirt until they touched my breast. His thumb circled the hardened bud and pinched it softly.

I gasp arching my back off the bed.

The finger that teased my folds, slowly run up and down my slit as his mouth sucked at my throbbing nub. Haiden palm my breast, gripping it lightly as his finger penetrated inside me.

I wince from the foreign intrusion, yet m y legs opened even further so he could continue. Haiden’s mouth leaves my pussy and he grumbles in a hoarse tone.” You’re tight.”

My thighs tenses as he pushes his long digit in further, curling it until a groan left my lips. “Relax for me Bella.” He soothes as he kisses my inner thigh.

I moan, gripping his hair tightly. Soon the tiny discomfort fades and a tingling sensation sprouted in. Haiden groaned in approval and dips his head back. He doesn’t go for my pussy, well not as yet.

desn’t go for my pussy, well not as yet. Instead, his teeth clamp down on my inner thigh and he sucks, hard.

my stomach again as he pushes in and out, taking his

hear were my pants of pleasure and the faint growls coming from Haiden. My veins flamed with heat, my heart racing

a scream curling in my throat but I refuset o let it out as Haiden continued fingering me. He

he commanded my body to his will. I couldn’t exactly understand why I seem to not own my body anymore as his voice brought me to a very intense orgasm. Haiden’s hand that palmed my

my

pleasure overtook my body. “That’s it. Good girl.” He

fisted his hair harshly. My body convulsed, spasms of pleasure coursing through me. I couldn’t think clearly as

body calmed down a little, all I could do was stare at the ceiling silently. My chest rose and fell so quickly that it would’ve alarmed anyone. Haiden pulls out his finger, the action has my eyes

a cheeky smile and pushes his finger that was thickly coated with m y juices into his mouth. He hums, closing

made that sizzling fire crackle more aggressively in my body. My body was far from getting release, I wanted more. And only

surprise when

when I rise into a kneeling position, body still shuddering with the immense pleasure I just felt. It forced him to back away a little to avoid

all we felt as we fucked with our tongues. Haiden groan at the back of his throat,

him that I want him, not when my logic had finally left the chart. I was completely and utterly under Haiden Cross’s charm. And at this point, I didn’t give

signs for me to

me too. Which only made my body crave him more. My pussy roared again, this time stronger

clasp the ends

Frustrated with not being able to feel his skin, my hands grasp the top of his

pulls away, shock decorating his eyes as he stares at his ripped shirt. My breathing is ragged as I peered at him. His eyes lift to mine and a tiny smirk emerges

the only one who can rip things.” My voice is thickly coated with

anything, Haiden grips the top of my shirt and completely rips it in half. My bare breasts are now on full display, nipples harden from the penetrating stare

my form and in seconds, he rips his shirt completely, discarding the torn material on the floor. His

fingers to touch him. Taste

his head to my ripped shirt. “Take it off, or do you want me to d

every second of pleasuring me. I could also see how much

had him eating at the palm of my hand. I just needed to play my cards right and he’d be the one begging for release. Something I know I’d quite

I was about to do. But it had to be done if I wanted