Page 41 of Tasting Innocence
VIOLET
Chapter Sixteen
“Oh God.”My voice comes out in a soft whimper.
With dexterous fingers, he pops open the button of my shorts and slowly drags the zipper down, removing the denim from my legs and eyeing my purple panties. I squirm under his stare, but he places a hand on one of my knees, keeping my legs open.
“You’re perfect.” He removes his shirt, throwing it on the floor before resting on his haunches as he studies me.
He looks like a fucking adonis. His body is insane, thick with muscles, but nearly free of any body fat. I can’t believe I’m here with him, ready to be completely devoured.
Dex hovers over me, kissing my lips with short, soft pecks. “Tell me if you get uncomfortable.”
“I think I’ll be fine.”
He chews on the bottom corner of his lip. “You’ve touched yourself before, right? I mean...internally.”
My neck and cheeks become inflamed. “Yes,” I answer quietly.
“Okay.”
As he travels down my body, he lifts my shirt and kisses my stomach before licking a path across the swell of my right breast.
I make a noise that’s a mix between a gasp and a moan, and he yanks my bra cup down, licking my nipple before sucking the hardened tip into this mouth.
“Shit,” I breathe, running my hands through his hair.
He does the same to the other breast before leaving a trail of kisses down the middle of my stomach. When he gets to the waistband of my panties, he presses a kiss on top of the material and repeats the action all the way down.
“Oh...ohh God,” I cry as his warm breath breeches the material and hits my most sensitive spot.
Dex teases me by kissing my pussy through my underwear, and then makes fireworks go off behind my eyes when I glance down and watch as his tongue flattens and presses against my entrance before licking his way up.
“Fucking shit,” I pant, bringing my hands to my head, pulling at the roots of my own hair.
He licks me up and down a few more times before I feel his finger follow the same path.
“Dex, please,” I beg, needing more. Needing his mouth on me with no barriers.
He doesn’t ask me what I want. He knows. After removing my panties, he settles between my parted legs again and rubs his thumb gently over my clit.
In the middle of my sharp intake of breath, just from his thumb grazing me, his lips land on me, and I’m gone.
His tongue flickers up and down, and my body turns into an inferno. Waves of pleasure drown me while currents of electricity fire into every nerve ending I have, and I’m overcome with bliss.
I’ve never had someone taste me. I didn’t know how good it could be. Dex clearly has experience in this department, and I can’t even be mad at him for it. This is too good.
When I open my eyes and chance a glance down at him, it’s almost too much to handle. He’s lapping me up like a dehydrated man in a desert, and I’m his first sip of water. The tip of his tongue dips into my entrance before traveling to my clit where his lips enclose it. He sucks on the small bundle of nerves and my eyes nearly roll in the back of my head.
It’s then that his finger begins to probe my entrance. He takes his time, moving slowly while rotating the digit.
“More,” I breathe.
His finger moves a little deeper while his tongue continues to work magic. It doesn’t take long before a tingling sensation travels across every part of my body.
“Oh God,” I cry.
Dex groans, knowing what’s coming.