[Exclusive] TIS 1328.3 R18 Beach Episode (3). Tainted Priestess III
[Exclusive] TIS 1328.3 R18 Beach Episode (3). Tainted Priestess III
I licked her again. Slower. Pressing in more firmly this time, circling with my tongue deliberately, tasting her reaction as much as her sweetness. She shuddered under me, hips lifting instinctively, chasing more.
“Don’t pull away,” she whispered, almost desperate.
“I won’t,” I said, and went back in.
This time I didn’t tease as much. I pressed my mouth fully to her, sucking gently, then deeper, drawing a louder cry from her lips. Her thighs tightened around my head, but I kept her open with my hands, controlling the pace.
She moaned my name again.
“Ethan— ah~”
I moved my tongue in slow circles, then faster, then slower again, watching her body react. Every twitch. Every gasp. Every tremble. I loved watching composure fall apart.
Her hips began to roll helplessly. Her nails scraped lightly against my scalp.
“I’m— I—” she couldn’t finish the sentence.
I pressed my tongue more firmly, sucking and circling until her voice broke entirely.
And then she came. No, she squirted.
Her back arched sharply off the altar. A loud, breathless cry tore out of her as her body clenched and trembled around my mouth. She shook, fingers tightening painfully in my hair, thighs quivering.
I didn’t stop immediately.
I held her there. Let her ride it out. Let every wave crash through her.
When I finally lifted my head, I dragged my tongue once more slowly along her folds, tasting the lingering sweetness.
She looked wrecked.
Completely undone.
Chest heaving. Lips parted. Eyes glazed.
I crawled back up her body slowly, planting kisses along her stomach, her ribs, between her breasts.
When I reached her face, I smirked.
“Ah…” I said softly. “You came before me.”
She was still catching her breath.
“But I’m still hard,” I added, pressing my hips slightly so she could feel it against her thigh again.
She swallowed.
“It’s not fair, is it?”
My hand slid up to cup one of her breasts again, thumb brushing over her nipple lightly.
“I wonder…” I murmured near her ear, rubbing my hard cock. “Where should I put this?”
Her breath hitched.
“Your mouth?” I whispered, brushing my cock lightly against her stomach.
“Or…”
I traced my fingers down between her thighs again, where she was still sensitive and warm.
“Below?”
I leaned back just enough to look at her expression fully.
“I mean… purification isn’t complete unless something is offered in return, right?”
Her cheeks burned red, but she didn’t look away.
She didn’t push me off.
She just stared at me like she was standing at the edge of something dangerous and choosing to step forward anyway.
And I smiled.
Because I was going to make her choose.
Not with force.
But with desire.
She swallowed, chest still rising fast from the way I’d already undone her. Her breasts were flushed, nipples tight and sensitive, her folds still slick from where my mouth had been moments ago. She looked wrecked and radiant at the same time.
“L-let me taste you,” she whispered.
I raised a brow slowly.
“Oh… so your mouth then.”
I shifted my weight and crawled up her body, my hands sliding along her sides, over her ribs, brushing deliberately over her breasts again just to make her arch and gasp. I leaned down and kissed her once more, deep and possessive, tongue sliding into her mouth as if I was claiming territory.
Then I pulled back.
Slowly.
I positioned myself above her, my cock hard and heavy between us. It brushed against her chin first. Warm. Firm. Demanding attention.
She looked up at it.
Then at me.
It was big against her face. The length of it nearly spanning from her chin toward her nose to her forehead. She bit her lip, eyes darkening.
“I don’t think it’ll fit that innocent mouth of yours,” I murmured, voice low and rough. “But I’ll make sure you enjoy trying.”
Her cheeks burned, but she leaned forward first.
That was what I liked.
She didn’t wait for permission this time. Her tongue came out slowly, tracing along the underside of my cock in one slow, testing line. I exhaled through my teeth, watching her from above.
No hands.
Just her mouth.
She licked again, slower, more deliberate, circling the tip with the tip of her tongue. It was intimate, almost worshipful. And from this angle, seeing her on her beneath me, lips wrapped around me, eyes half-lidded and focused…
It did something dark to me.
“You look good like that,” I said quietly. “Like you were meant to kneel to a demon.”
She made a soft sound of protest around me, but she didn’t stop. She took me a little deeper, lips stretching carefully, testing how much she could manage. I groaned low in my chest, my hand sliding into her hair, not forcing, just guiding.
My cock brushed her cheek when she pulled back. Left a faint smear of moisture there. She licked it away instinctively, almost embarrassed by how eager she was.
“You’re learning fast,” I whispered.
She looked up at me through her lashes, eyes glassy and hot.
Her mouth closed around me again, slower this time, teasing rather than trying to take everything. She moved with patience, lips dragging, tongue circling. And from above, watching her mouth move over me while her naked body lay open beneath…
It was intoxicating.
But I felt it building.
That pressure.
That fullness in my veins.
My load was close.
Too close.
I gripped her hair a little tighter, hips shifting instinctively.
She moaned softly around me.
I hissed under my breath.
“Enough.”
She blinked up at me, confused, lips still parted.
I eased back, pulling away slowly.
“I’m not finishing there,” I said, voice darker now. “I’ll take the rest somewhere better.”
Her chest rose sharply.
Somewhere better.
I moved down her body again, hands sliding over her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples just to make her gasp again. I pressed kisses down her stomach, lower, until I was between her thighs once more.