Page 46 of The Beautiful Blade

My patience was no match for the tight sleeve of her intimate muscles. I came at the first involuntary clench. The feeling I'd had on my tongue, on my fingers, was multiplied immeasurably with her muscles squeezing the life out of my cock. Together, we crested the wave of ecstasy, our cries mingling in the air.

Spent from the force of her orgasm, Charlotte's strength waned. She collapsed down onto me, a cascade of dark purple tresses framing her flushed face. Her weight was a welcome comfort, grounding me as aftershocks of pleasure pulsed through our entwined bodies. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, savoring the lingering warmth of our connection as we both fought to catch our breath.

"Hunh," she said, her lips pursing against my chest.

"Yeah." I agreed with the assessment I knew was forthcoming.

"That was too quick."

"Far too quick," I echoed. "Can I fuck you with my tongue now?"

"I heard there's a way you can lick me while I suck you."

I raised a brow. "Heard?"

"I saw it in a book. Want me to show you?"

I flipped her body around, placing us in the position she was referencing. I felt her grin against the tip of my cock as I took my first of a million licks at the center of my love.

Her taste was divine, a blend of sweetness and desire that made my head swim. I took my time, teasing and tasting, committed to drawing out her pleasure just as she had commanded mine. Charlotte's moans vibrated through me, fueling my own ardor as her mouth worked wonders below.

We feasted on each other, lost in a world where only sensation mattered. Each caress and lap pushed us closer to the edge of bliss once more. But neither of us was in a rush to get to the end. I was going to take a long time with her. I was going to take forever with her.