Page 56 of Serpent & Saviors

“Perfect,” I said. “Now, two things you can smell.”

“You and…and me,” she said faintly.

“Good girl,” I reassured her, unable to hide the smile on my face. “And one final thing. Name one thing you can taste.”

She rolled over, her tongue flicking over her bottom lip. Her eyes met mine briefly before they trailed down and focused on my lips. My grin widened, and she kissed me. Her tongue pushed through my lips and touched mine.

Pulling back, she breathed, “I taste you.”

We had an impromptu make-out session for ten minutes, and I had to break away from her as my dick once more hardened. Putting my finger to her lips, she looked dazed. I moved and picked up her naked body.

“What are you doing?” she flailed.

“You need to use the restroom and I need to bathe you, angel.”

“Why though? I like you on me,” she said bashfully, causing me to chuckle.

“I’m glad to hear that, but nonetheless, a warm soak is what this pussy needs. Then you’ll need a snack. I’ll have to hit the vending machines. And by the way…I’m the boss here, not you.”

“Oh, really?” she giggled.

“God, you need to do more of that.”

“What?” she asked.

Setting her down by the door where the toilet was, I gave her a gentle shove. Before she closed the door, I stopped it.

“Laugh. It makes my heart…” I paused for effect, “happy.”

My lower muscles contracted, gripping the fingers that moved in and out of my slick core.

“Sir?” I moaned, sure I was dreaming.

“Shh, angel. It’s still early. Close your beautiful eyes and go back to sleep,” Andrew whispered in my ear. “I’ll be gentle this time.” He added another finger.

Last night had been a complete blur from one moment to the next. I remember bathing with Andrew and drifting off in his arms in the tub, of all places. I hadn’t realized how tired I was. That’s how safe this man made me feel, and right now—oh, God, right now, even though my pussy was sore, I pushed back and spread my legs wide for him.

I shivered and moaned as he thumbed my clit. He flipped me onto my back, and before I could even think; he was between my legs.

“I have a workout scheduled with Pasha this morning, and I need to eat before I go.”

The smirk on his face was everything, and my eyes closed as he slipped his arms around my legs and under my butt. Lifting me, he pulled me against his mouth. He explored my pussy, taking his time with me. He was so good at this, and it was quickly becoming my favorite thing to do with him. I lifted my hips, giving him better access.

“More,” I begged, marveling at how he made me feel.

Soon he had me panting, trembling, and moaning his name. Without warning, I came. Hard. I couldn’t get enough and thrust my pussy in his face lewdly and then realized my fingers were pinching my nipples.

His tongue ground hard against my clit, making me cry out. And just like last night, he licked me through the orgasm, and I had to push his head away.

“No tears this morning?” he asked from between my legs.

“No, Sir, just a smile.”

“Good, shower and order down for breakfast. We’re going out today.”

With those words, he leaped up and walked into the bathroom. I stared at his retreating figure in awe. I reached down out of habit to pinch my thighs but moved them.

I didn’t have to do that. He’d already proved he was very real. The languid feeling of coming left me warm and relaxed. I drifted off to sleep once more and awoke with his lips on my forehead.