Ana Oliveira Part 3

"Now, Sweetheart, you lick... And don’t waste a drop! — I ordered, panting with desire as I spoke.
I didn’t have to wait; within seconds, he was kneeling in front of me, his hands gripping my ass and his eager teeth sinking into my belly.
“No!” I moaned, almost too weak to push his hands away. I dug my fingers into his broad shoulders and pushed him away, having to exert a lot of force to do so. “No touching!”
I gave him a light slap on the face, and before I knew it, he sprang up and grabbed my hair at the nape of my neck, growling in my face.
“You little slut, you can set the rules about how I pleasure you, but never hit my face, or I’ll fuck your ass even if you protest, until you can’t sit for a long time!” he nearly shouted, intensifying his grip and making me moan.
“If you don’t let go and suck me now, I’ll end up giving myself relief with my fingers, far from you,” I warned, breathing close to his cigarette-scented lips. “And, on the other hand, darling, you’ll relieve yourself with those thick fingers that would be great inside me! Now!”
Josiah threw me onto the bed, dragging me by my hair like a caveman. I landed on my stomach on the bed and turned, dragging my back to get away from the impulse to scream for him to shove that enormous cock, which marked his underwear, into me without mercy. I just rested my back against the headboard as the man panted at the edge of the bed. Josiah seemed to be battling an inner demon, reminding me of our first kiss, “I have serious issues with boundaries,” he said.
He finally took off his shirt, already sweating just from the mention of our contact. When he slid towards me like a Greek god full of muscles, lying on his stomach and pressing his face between my legs, I lost my mind.
My pussy leaked a damp trail to my ass, excited by the satisfied way he inhaled its scent.
“You have such a delicious smell, Ana,” he praised, looking at my face over his eyes while licking my belly.
I squirmed with the contact of that hot, soft tongue, slowly descending in a torturous manner until it found my wet, swollen center. When that silky tongue traced all my moisture, from the top of my vagina to almost reaching my ass, I lost it.
Josiah sucked all the liquid escaping from my vagina, seductively staring into my dazed eyes, pulling his tongue away to show the sticky strand of moisture coming from my pussy. I moaned loudly, unabashedly gripping his lustrous hair.
“Suck me, damn it!” I ordered, growling, frustrated.
He ran his tongue up the trail he had descended, causing a slight tremor of desire. When he finally found my clit, he circled it for a while, causing small spasms, then sucked with cyclic movements, torturing it, nibbling on it, making noise.
“Damn it!” I groaned, pulling his hair with my fingers, rolling my hips and rubbing my pussy against his mouth.
“Delicious!” he praised, briefly pulling away to breathe through his mouth and sliding two fingers inside me.
I moaned loudly as his tongue returned to me, while the delicious torturer intensified, thrusting his fingers and swirling inside me in perfect harmony with his sucking.
My belly began to throb as an absurd pulsing took over my clit, growing unbearable. I exploded on his tongue, arching my back, moaning his name desperately, tightening my pussy around his fingers and releasing all the accumulated tension, spilling liquid onto the bed beneath me.
I breathed heavily, exhausted, satisfied, with my heart wanting to escape through my mouth. Streams of sweat trailed down my forehead as the sensation of the orgasm slowly left me.
Still dazed, as Josiah pulled away his mouth and knelt on the bed, I opened my eyes to see him already naked. I was dragged by my heels, my back sliding over the disgraceful wetness that tainted the bed, while he seemed furious on top of me. Josiah grabbed my hips, placed his hands on my ass, pulled my pussy to his mouth, and drank everything I had let escape, leaving me dry on his tongue.
Damn! That was so delicious!
“Now I’m going to fuck you!” he warned, growling, throwing me on the bed and pressing my neck down with one hand while adjusting me with the other underneath him.
“Slow down!” I begged, as my ex almost shoved his huge cock into me. I looked into his eyes with my best submissive version, batting my eyelashes and biting my lower lip. “Let me suck you…”
“Begging like that, you can do whatever you want with me,” he joked, standing and beckoning me with his finger while sliding his other hand over his beautiful cock.
The yellowish light in the room shone on his dark hair, while his desirous expression smiled at me. He bit his lower lip, full of fire. I slid down the bed to the edge, smiling, walking casually toward him. There was so much expectation on that face, that square jaw that made me want to bite him.
But before Josiah could grab me and make me kneel before him, I ran out, laughing like a girl as I fled the room.
“Now use your fingers in the shower!” I yelled.
With my heart racing, feeling him stomping behind me, I slipped into the guest room and slammed the door. Not before seeing that face contorted with rage as he reached me. There was fury mixed with desire in those vividly green eyes. I laughed, victorious, as I turned the key in the door.
“Ana, you bitch!” he growled, almost whispering, while trying to open the handle. “When I fuck you, I’m going to destroy you!”
“You’re naked in your mother’s hallway!” I called out, still laughing nonstop.
It was so much fun!
I heard him move away from the door. With my heart racing, feeling triumphant for finally getting him annoyed, I took a delicious shower, feeling all my muscles relaxed and content. Josiah really knew what to do with his tongue...
Now I just had to avoid letting him fuck me, or, unlike relaxed, I’d end up all sore.