quickly shifting his mouth to my other nipple, nipping and licking in fervent motions.
“Oh, God. Oh...” I was lightheaded, unable to see clearly as every cell and nerve stood on end.
He took the bowl from my hand, placing both onto the counter with a hard thud before yanking the remainder of the dress from my body. This time, there was no hesitation as he wrapped his finger around the elastic of my panties, snapping his wrist.
The hard pull equaled the squeal shooting out of my mouth. I’d never felt so exposed or vulnerable, goosebumps floating along every inch of skin.
With a rake of his arm, he shifted everything on the island away, lifting and placing me onto the edge. “I’m ravenous tonight,” he stated, his voice gravelly. After pushing me down, he grabbed one of the bowls, tossing the spoon into the sink.
Panting, I watched every move as he dug several fingers inside, immediately rubbing the melting ice cream from my neck then in between my breasts, trailing all the way down my stomach.
His sounds were barbaric as he fed off me, his tongue brushing through the cream, catching the drops before they fell onto the counter.
I was in lala-land, trying to stay focused as the sensations crawling through me became more intense. I was shocked how amazing the dirty little moment felt. Every sound he made was guttural, the man becoming a true savage. When he bit down on one hardened bud, I whimpered, trying to catch my breath.
He lifted his head, his mouth and chin wet from the sinful action, the smile on his face almost demonic. The sound of the ceramic being scraped against the counter as he yanked it down further sent another round of chills into my body. When he opened my legs, pushing them back until I was fully exposed, I let out another series of moans.
I tossed my head back and forth, my pussy clenching. I wanted to beg him to lick me, to eat me raw. I longed to come in his mouth before making me wait until he fucked me.
The heat of my body melted every scoop of ice cream as he swirled dollops down the inside of one thigh then up the other.
I watched in utter fascination as he took his time dragging his tongue in zigzag patterns, still able to catch every drop. I opened my legs even wider as he blew across my pussy. The moment I felt his mouth on my wetness, I gasped and arched my back, tossing my arms over my head.
Every cell was alive, shoving me into incredible bliss as he drove his tongue deep inside, his sounds matching his brutal actions as he feasted on me.
“Yes. Yes, I...” I tossed my head from side to side, unable to control my arms as they hit against objects placed on the counter. The crashing noise was somehow cathartic, the pleasure increasing with every lap of his tongue.
He plunged several fingers beside his tongue, moving them in perfect orchestration. As he thrust another finger into my ass, I slapped my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming. There was no holding back as he licked fervently, moving up and down then swirling around my clit.
I clamped my eyes shut, still able to see him in the stunning images that floated through my mind.
“So sweet. So perfect,” he muttered, pumping harder, the force shoving me up and down the slick surface. “I could eat you for days.”
He continued licking and sucking, taking me to the very edge of a climax and pulling back, only to start all over again. There was no way of knowing how long it lasted, but I was tossed into pure nirvana, my ears ringing from a series of echoes.
Then I realized what they were.
My primal screams.
Chuckling darkly, he refused to stop, rubbing his lips across my tender thigh and moving to the other. “Do you want to come for me?”
“Yes. Yes. Yes!”
I heard additional savage growls as he buried his face once again, driving his tongue into the very core of me.
“Come for me, baby. Come for your master,” he finally whispered.
My body began to shake violently as the orgasm rushed up from the depths of my being. I gulped for air as stars flashed in front of my eyes. When I couldn’t take anymore, I simply let go. The climax was fierce, shooting through me like a tidal wave. “Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.” The single syllable was the only thing