Page 58 of Deceptive Desires

“Never done what before?” I whisper too, unable to believe my ears.

Could my sweet sunshine possibly be a virgin?

There’s just no way a goddess like her has saved herself for me.

“Anything. I mean, I’ve kissed a few guys before.” She pauses when I grunt at the mention of other men. “But besidesthat, I’ve never done anything else with a man. What we’ve done is the farthest I’ve ever gone, and only with you.”

She seems embarrassed about it, but I can’t fathom why.

She just gave me the greatest gift.

“Cecilia, you’re a virgin?” I ask, needing to hear it.

“Yes,” she whispers.

“Fuck, sunshine. Fuuuck.” I don’t have words. I close my eyes, and focus on taking deep breaths, so close to losing control.

“I’m sorry,” she mutters as tears form in her eyes.

“No!” I quickly shout, not wanting her to get the wrong idea. “I’m shocked that a woman as perfect as you has waited so long and is willing to give something so precious to me. Thank you, sunshine. I’m honored.”

“You don’t mind?” The hope in her voice almost crushes me.

“Fuck no! This is the greatest gift anyone has ever given me. I promise to make it good for you.”

And I will. I know it can hurt for women on the first time, but I’ll do everything in my power to lessen the pain. I will never hurt Cecilia.

“Thank you, héroe. There’s no one I’d rather it be,” she tells me with a full smile.

I pick her up, and place her on her back next to me, then start to move. If I want to do this right, I need her ready.

I position myself between her toned tan thighs.

“I’m going to talk you through this. The first thing I’m going to do, is take this sexy thong off you,” I tell her as I pull her thong down.

“Then, I’m going to feast. I’ve wanted a taste from the source since I licked my fingers after they were inside of you the first time. I’m not going to stop until you’ve come on mymouth, flooding me with your juices. I’m fucking famished for you.”

I pounce, slowly stroking my tongue through her folds.

Her wetness coats me, and I moan into her pussy. It’s fucking delicious. She’s fucking delicious. Floral and fresh. She moans as I circle her clit with my tongue.

“How’s this, sunshine?” I ask against her pussy unable to pull back even to talk to her.

“Ugh,” she groans in pleasure.

I’ll take that as a good sign.

I continue my assault, lapping her up like a man dying of thirst. I want to taste this sweet pussy every day for the rest of my life. I’ve found my happy place.

My thighs are glued to the bed. If I move a muscle, I’ll come in my pants.

But then she cries out, grips my hair, shoves my head deeper into her, and starts shaking.

“I’m… I’m… coming,” she cries out in a breathy voice.

And it’s too fucking late for me.

She floods my mouth, and I flood my pants. I can’t stop it. She’s irresistible without even trying. But now, coming against my lips, my tongue inside her, her juices drowning me… I can’t be blamed.