Berries and Greed

I pulled them free and palmed the back of his head, drawing it down. He went willingly, his hair silky as I threaded my fingers through it. My clit pulsed when his fast breaths fanned over my pussy, and then I felt the slick warmth of his tongue sliding over me. I gasped.

He moaned hoarsely, fingers digging into my thighs and spreading them wider. Despite how incredible it felt—all those bumps tagging my clit with the slow pass of his tongue—I tightened my grip in his hair and drew his head up.

“I said no sounds,” I told him sternly. “Are you going to be a good boy for me?”

He nodded frantically in my tight grip, and in the darkness I saw the shadowy outline of his cock buck between his legs. Loosening my hold, I let him dip back down and lick me again. A breathless groan escaped me as his tongue stroked softly over my clit before swirling around it.

“That feels so good,” I breathed. He shuddered, licking another long line up my pussy before circling my clit again. “Suck it. Softly at first.”

Greid’s lips were trembling around his hectic breaths as he drew my clit into his mouth and gave it a gentle suck. His fingers spasmed on my thighs as he did it again, flicking his tongue at the same time.

“Fuck.” My fingers clutched tighter at his hair as pleasure hummed under my skin, my pussy clenching. “Good boy, Greid.”

His breath caught, body trembling between my thighs as he held back whatever sounds he wanted to make. His tongue grew more feverish, sweeping over me again and again before circling and flicking my clit. He sucked it back into his mouth, taking long, rhythmic draws that made my thighs start to quake.

Holy crap, he was good at this. My hips pushed up to get my pussy closer to his mouth before they began to rock. I tightened my grip on his head, holding it immobile so I could slide my cunt over his tongue as he held it in place, his shuddery breaths fanning over my flushed, heated skin.

“God, your tongue feels so good.” I shuddered with pleasure as all those little bumps tagged my clit with every liquid glide. Another tiny whimper escaped him, but I decided to let him off for that one as I pushed his face back down and practically smothered him with my pussy.

He buried his mouth even deeper, slurping at my clit as his hips began to hump the air, jostling the bed. Our ragged breaths filled the room, accompanied by the slick sounds of his tongue on my soaked cunt. I could feel wetness trickling down into the cleft of my ass, and my thighs were trembling wildly now as Greid kept them pinned open, long arms wrapped around them.

My head tipped back into the pillow as a rush of stark pleasure made my hips jerk. Then they began to writhe, sliding my pussy over Greid’s mouth and chin as he sucked on my clit with drugging pulls. A broken gasp escaped me as hot pleasure surged, my clit pulsing in his mouth.

A desperate moan vibrated through my pussy, almost making me come. Swallowing around my hectic breaths, I fisted his hair and gently drew his head up.

“What did I say, Greid?” I managed to get out. It worked in my favour anyway—I didn’t want to come yet, so I needed a break.

His breath shuddered out of him as he turned his head to nuzzle my inner thigh, his mouth and chin wet. My pussy throbbed. I was on the razor’s edge of coming, but I needed his tongue back on me, even though I didn’t want to tip over yet.

Drawing his head closer, I whispered, “Nice and slow, Greid. Lightly.”

Big yellow eyes lifted to meet mine, his gaze plaintive in the dark as his tongue emerged to feather over my engorged clit. I gasped, hips twitching. Gaze growing heavy-lidded, he gave my clit a light suck before slicking his tongue over me again. And again. Slow and savouring, his eyes sliding shut with an expression of utter bliss on his dark face.

My legs began to shake, tension snapping through me as heat gathered in my core. My hips rocked with increasing desperation as Greid latched onto my clit and sucked, strands of his long hair tickling my inner thighs and making me shiver.

His fast exhalations trembled out of his nose, a shudder running down his spine as I wrapped my legs around his back and dug my heels into his shoulder blades. He released his clawing grip on my thighs and slid his big hands up my sides to my breasts, covering them completely as he squeezed.

Clawed thumbs swiped over my stiff nipples, making me gasp as shards of pleasure shot down into my belly. He pinched them lightly, tongue swirling feverishly around my clit before he drew it back into his hot mouth.

My spine arched off the bed, limbs shaking as I gripped his hair painfully tightly and cried out. White-hot pleasure exploded, going on and on with every suck as my clit throbbed in Greid’s mouth. My ankles crossed at his nape, keeping him in place as we both trembled, his hectic breaths hot against me.