Page 162 of Delilah In Discretion


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“Oh my—” I whispered, grabbing onto his shoulders, and he shushed me softly, pushing his hips even deeper.

It literally felt like we were horny teenagers trying to hide from our parents, and I was ashamed to admit I was absolutely living for this moment and attention from him.

“Good, isn’t it, Princess?” he teased me with a knowing smile, and I bit my finger as I could feel myself getting utterly wet.

He looked down and muttered, “Let me see you lift your hips, baby. Let me see you grind that little pussy on my cock, huh?”

As if on instinct, my hips lifted, eagerly searching for some kind of friction, and his eyes darkened as I did. If it weren’t for my parents being in the room down the hall, I wouldn’t have minded moaning louder at how good he was making me feel.

Soon, he pulled away, and I whined as he sat back slightly, gazing down at me under the moonlight shining through the window. He rubbed my thigh slowly, and I bit my lip as his eyes were filled with lust.

“With all the drama happening, I didn’t even have a chance to finish eating my dinner… much lessdessert,” he muttered, and I bit my lip as he grabbed the hem of my leggings. He pulled them down at an agonizing pace, and I fisted my shirt in my hands as the blush on my cheeks traveled all over my face, neck, almost everywhere at this point. I jumped as he placed his thumb on the outside of my drenched underwear, directly between my folds.

“Archer,” I whispered as he slowly moved his thumb with a look of passion and intrigue in his eyes.

He tilted his head as he continued, and I felt my underwear dampen even more, if possible.

“You’re so responsive,” he muttered calmly. Meanwhile, my heart beat out of my chest, and my body involuntarily lifted closer to him. He forced me back down using his other hand, and I whimpered as his thumb went a bit faster.

Soon he removed his hand, and I tried to let out a sigh of reliefuntil his hands sat at the hem of my panties.

“I wonder how good you taste,” he muttered, and he looked me in the eyes as I bit my lip. “Lift your hips, Princess,” he muttered, and I hesitated momentarily before nodding and complying.

“Good girl, Princess. Good fucking girl.”

He lowered himself, and I felt a rush of embarrassment as he was face to face with my cunt. He placed my legs over his shoulder, and I moved my head as I covered my eyes with my hand. I then jumped as I felt him slap my thigh.

“Eyes. I want them open and looking at me. And if I were you, Princess, I’d do my best to stay quiet. These walls aren’t as soundproof as we may think.”

Reluctantly, I placed my hands by my side and lifted my head, locking eyes with him.

Leaning in, he placed a small kiss on my folds, causing me to bite back a moan.He’s fucking crazy.

“Fuck yes...” I heard him whisper, and as if a switch went off, he grabbed my hips and dived in like he was starving. I threw my head back as he basically wrote his name with his tongue, and I fisted the blanket under me.

My back arched slightly, and he simply used that as an excuse to pull me even closer. I whimpered silently as I had to hold back my noises of ecstasy, and I felt myself starting to float away.

My legs shook slightly, and he chuckled as he pulled away for a moment. “Aww... Princess. Is it too much? You want me to slow down, hmmm?” he somewhat taunted.

I nodded as I felt that at any moment, I would explode.

“Too fucking bad,” he muttered and went back to work, only this time, he was going harder and faster.

I felt his tongue slip into me, and I gasped as the feeling in my lower stomach started to build. I whined, and he looked up at me through his “innocent” eyes, though I knew that wasn’t the case.

“I’m gonna cum. You’re gonna make me cum,” I whispered breathlessly as I basically trembled.

He spoke unfazed as he continued: “Then cum for me, Princess.”

Hearing those words sent me over the hill and I began seeing stars as I grabbed his hair out of reflex.

As he sucked on my clit, I let out a guttural moan as my thighs tightened around his head, keeping him still. Torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer, the needy part of me took control as I practically grinded against his tongue, torturing my cunt.

He seemed fine with his treatment, and as my second orgasm was ready to piggyback the first, Archer sucked harder, his eyes darkening as he lapped up my release.

“Archer, I-I—” I tried to speak, but it turned into incoherent mumbles as his fingers dipped into my heart, his tongue not giving my clit a rest. Cumming on his tongue as my knees were bent against my chest, I trembled softly as he leaned up, satisfied.

He watched my cunt possessively, and soon his eyes met mine as his hand caressed my trembling thighs.

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