Page 126 of Devious Knight
“You already did that.”
“I’m going to do it again. And again. And again.”
She gives me a full smile. It’s the first time she hasn’t tried to hide her smiles from me.
I finish the job of taking off her skirt, and I enjoy crouching down and sliding her panties down her smooth slender legs.
This is how the fantasy begins in my head, with her naked in the moonlight. Except the real-life Isabelle looks better than anything I could ever create in my mind.
Real-life Isabelle is a goddess. She is the incarnate of Artemis, goddess of the hunt. Strong, beautiful, and wise.
And here I am, like Hades, worshipping at her feet.
With my eyes riveted to hers, I kiss my way up her legs to the smooth mound of her pussy. Her breath catches, and I enjoy watching the slight bounce of her breasts as she tries to calm her breathing.
I bury my face in her cunt and tongue her clit, feeling the little nub harden. Dragging my tongue over her wet folds, I lick her bare pussy, pushing her thighs apart so I can take in more of her.
“Oh, God,” she moans out loud in response, and I continue kissing my way up to her stomach, her breasts, and her lips. There I kiss her like I’m starving for her, and she does the same to me.
I return to her breasts, taking one into my mouth and covering the nipple with my tongue. Flicking the hard bud, I suck and nibble the flesh while fondling the neglected breast.
Her head falls back as she moans again, her body shaking and her breaths ragged and shallow.
“You love my mouth on you.”
“Yes,” she murmurs.
She tugs on my sweater between kisses, running her fingers over the flat of my stomach. “Your turn. I… want to see you, too.”
There she is—the goddess. This isn’t the shy girl speaking anymore. This is the same girl who set my motorcycle on fire and wanted to bust my ass.
I oblige her, taking off my clothes. Her eyes scan my body, roaming over my tattoos then landing on my fully erect cock.
The shy girl peeks through again, so I give her a hand by taking her hand and guiding it to my cock. I close her dainty fingers around my length and guide her to stroke me.
“I’d love nothing more than that mouth of yours on my cock.”
“I’ve… um… never done that before. I’m not sure I’ll do it properly.”
I don’t know what stroke of luck came my way, but I’m living for it. It’s like this girl was saved for me. Just for me. “I’ll teach you everything you need to know to please me. Now get on your knees.”
She releases my cock and lowers to her knees. The top of her hair glows in the soft light from the moon when she tilts her head up and wraps her fingers around my length again.
Her touch makes my heart beat faster. She opens her little mouth and takes me deep inside.
Pleasure shoots up and down my body, and I groan.
She starts sucking, her head bobbing up and down my length. It feels fucking amazing. I close my eyes as my balls draw up, and I savor everything she gives me. There’s no need to teach her anything; she knows what she’s doing.
I gaze back down at her, looking at her perfect breasts bouncing as she sucks me.
My pulse throbs in my neck nearly as fast as the blood rushing to my dick, and I know I’m going to come. I just want to do it inside her.
“I need you now.” I pull out of her mouth and lift her to stand, then I take her over to the cave wall.
The waterfall flows down our bodies, but neither of us cares about the coldness.
I press her up against the wall and bend her over. “I want you like this.” I force her legs apart, and she glances back at me over her shoulder. “Ready for me, Lolita?”