Chapter 242 - Let Me Make Up To You (1/2)

*WARNING! The chapter contains R-18 content. You guys know the drill.*

”As you say, my lady.” Adam muttered under his breath and complied to her demands but this time he switched the position of his palm and lips, and continued to provide his woman with pleasure which was rewarded by her faint moans which were driving his mind insane, flaming his desires.

After blessing her bosom with his heated passion, he leaned his back as to have a better view of his artwork. A proud smirk embraced his lips as his eyes landed on the bright glaring marks which adorned her milky white skin. Watching her chest rise and fall as she breathed haphazardly, lost in her own delirium of pleasure, his heart bloomed with great joy.

Shaking off his thoughts, he shifted his attention back to the woman who was laying down under him, all ready to be savoured by him as he pleased. His thin cold lips landed right in the center of her rib cage, below her two fleshy mounds. He began to move further south, following his previous pattern of alternating between kissing, sucking and grazing her skin as he left the marks of his presence in his trail.

He stopped when he was right above her pubic area and leaned a bit back to have a good, up close look of her core which was trimmed properly. His gazed darkened looking at the glistening folds as more and more of her sweet nectar oozed from the pink folds of her womanhood.

Using two of his fingers, he parted the lips of her womanhood so that he could have better access to her wet core. He gulped down as his gray orbs watch the pink, fleshy folds glistening under the dim lights of the room. His eyes had already adjusted themselves to the low lighting, making him able to see the droplets of her juices which were waiting to be licked by him.

Leaning his face closer to her womanhood, he took a long sniff of her sweet scent before he began to lick on his favorite juice. His breathing grew heavier with each lap as he tasted her sweet nectar. He could hear her moaning his name in her elated state as more and more of her juices kept flowing out of her core.

After he was done licking her pink folds clean, he focused his attention on the pulsating pink bud which was craving for his touch. Giving the small bud a lick, he grazed his teeth over it, making the lady moan loudly. Pleased by her response, he continued to graze it using his teeth, making it more sensitive with each attempt of his assault.

”A-Adam.” Stella moaned softly as he continued to toy with the most sensitive part of her body. She wanted her misery to end, but at the same time, she wanted him to continue pleasing her body.

”Yes, my love.” He breathed out against her core, his warm breath brushing against her already sensitized core.

”P-please….” She tried to speak up but her words trailed off as he continued to please her.

”Please what?” He questioned her as he took a break before continuing to play with the swollen bud. This time, he started to suck on it as he waited for her answer, knowing fully well that she was in no condition to even breathe, let alone answer him.

”Adam.” Stella groaned in annoyance as her moans were becoming louder and louder under his ministrations as pleasure seeped through every inch of her body.

”Oh baby! What would I do with you?” Adam chuckled to himself as he finally gave her what she wanted. While his tongue continued to flick her clit, he moved his arms under her legs, making them rest right below her hips. Flexing his muscles, he lifted her delectable arse off the bed, placing her dainty legs over his shoulders.

”The hell…..” The words barely left her lips when he thrusted his treacherous tongue inside her core, taking her by surprise. He buried his tongue inside her, giving her some time of barely a minute to get her senses straight before he began to shatter them again.

Thrusting his tongue in and out of her core, he began to savor the heated moment as he opted to move slowly rather than being haste. But a frustrated groan escaping from the lips of his woman, made his movements much faster. As he continued to please her, the intensity of her moans kept increasing, matching with the rhythm of his thrusts.