Page 117 of Ravage God

“Yes,” I answered shamelessly. I wanted to know what he tasted like. I wanted to be the one to drive him crazy like he was doing to me. He let go of my nipples, and I felt the loss almost instantly.

Before I could say anything, he was repositioning us until he was flat on his back on the floor, and I was lying down on top of him, only my face was near his cock, and his face was?—

I gasped when I felt him lick me from behind.

He slapped my ass. “Get going, baby.”

He pulled me back toward his waiting mouth and started to eat me out in this position. I wasn’t so naïve that I had never heard of sixty-nine, but to do it…

I closed my eyes when I felt him suck on my clit. More water gushed out of me, and he groaned.

Hell.

I moved on instinct. I grabbed his long, hard length and wrapped my fist around it, pumping him up and down, gently at first. Then I felt his teeth on me, and I tightened my grip, fucking him harder with my hand.

My mouth watered when I saw clear liquid seeping out from his tip. I didn't think. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked him into my mouth, working his base with my hand.

He gripped my ass cheeks tightly.

I sucked him in a little harder, taking him in a bit deeper, loving his reaction to me more than I did the taste of him.

He didn’t really taste like anything. But I was wholly addicted, and I wanted more.

I lowered my hand down and played with his balls, taking more of him in my mouth, when I felt Elio’s finger playing along my crease. I hummed around him, and his touch became more prominent.

He smacked his hand down on my ass cheek, from one to the next, all the while, his mouth remained relentless. I came all over his face, my mouth still wrapped around his cock.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck, look at the way you’re gushing all over my face.”

A second, smaller orgasm burst free from his words, and I wanted him to come. I wanted to know what his cum tasted like.

He pulled me away before I got the chance, and I cried out in protest. He ignored me and pulled me up to a kneeling position, then slapped my tit.

“Spread your legs.”

I did as he asked, and he pushed his finger inside me, fucking me like that.

My entire body shook from the sensation, and I reached down for his wrist, hoping he would let up.

I should have known better.

He fucked me harder.

I was getting so weak. Too weak. I came a third time, and when he pulled out of me, I felt my arousal between my legs. I collapsed onto the floor, my eyes closing. I was done.

I looked off to the side to see Elio roughly playing with his cock, getting it ready for me. I shook my head and tried to crawl away. He pulled me back by my legs and flipped me over.

“We’re not done,” he said. I was too tired to respond.

He crawled between my spread legs and plunged his cock deep inside me, fucking me against the floor.

My entire body convulsed from his movements, jerking as he pressed his hips against mine.

My moans grew louder, unintelligible sounds leaving my mouth. All I could do was wrap my arms around him and hope beyond hope I would survive this.

He kissed me, his tongue pushing between my lips and sliding into my mouth. I kissed him back, just as desperate for the taste of him.

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