He moved downwards again, sending shivers through my entire body. He licked my inner thighs slowly, nibbling as he moved closer to my pussy. With half of his face between my legs, he looked up at me. I was a blushing mess. He licked my wet panties, shoving his tongue inside, making me moan.

He pressed his lips against my wet panties, the fabric damp from my arousal, and his tongue pushed through, finding its way inside. The sensation made me moan, my hips arching involuntarily towards him, completely lost in the moment.

He removed my panties using his mouth, his teeth gently tugging at the fabric until it slipped off. He held them in his hand, bringing them to his face to lick the spots dampened by my arousal. He sniffed the wet fabric, the scent of my excitement now mingling with a faint, fishy odor.

He set my panties aside. With just a glance, I slowly parted my legs, a move I've picked up from the steamy novels I devour.

 Despite my lack of firsthand experience, I seem to understand it all instinctively. There's no need for him to express his desires aloud; I can sense them, feel them in the air between us. The hunger in his eyes betrays his eagerness to pleasure me intimately, and it excites me beyond words.

He gently spread my thighs, his kisses trailing along my inner thigh sending shivers down my spine. As I writhed with increasing desperation, I couldn't help but lift my hips, pleading softly, 

"Zaviyaar... please..."

Meeting his gaze, I watched as he continued to caress my inner thighs with his lips and tongue, savoring each moment as if time stood still. 

"Please what, Kocho?" he teased, his voice sending delightful shivers through me.

His movements became more deliberate, alternating between gentle nips and tender kisses, drawing out my needy sounds. 

"Ummmhhhhh," I sighed, feeling the frustration building within me.

With a playful smirk, he urged me on, knowing full well the effect his words had on me. 

"Tell me, Kocho. You've read enough of those smutty books to know exactly what to say."

Despite my overwhelming desire for him, he continued to tease me, his eyes locked with mine as he continued his tantalizing exploration of my thigh.

Finally, determination sparked in my eyes as I reached for him, my hand trailing up his shoulder until I grasped the hair at the nape of his neck. 

"Please, Zaviyaar," I begged, my voice thick with longing.

He shook his head slightly, his lips still grazing my thigh, his gaze unwavering. Summoning all my courage, I whispered, my voice trembling with need, 

"Please, eat my pussy, Zaviyaar."

A proud smile spread across his face at my admission. 

"That's my good girl," he murmured, finally ready to grant my deepest desire.

In that moment, his hands found my thighs, securing them gently on his shoulders. I watched as he looked at me with hunger, my body a glistening temptation before him. Without a second thought, he positioning himself to enter me. 

As I opened myself up to him, he poured honey between my thighs, letting it mix with my own juices. 

As his tongue traveled from the base of my slit to its peak, a loud moan escaped my lips, reverberating through the room. I couldn't help but tighten my grip on his hair as he lavished attention on my swollen clit, alternating between licks, sucks, and playful nips. 

Each movement sent my hips into a frenzy, responding eagerly to his touch. With his finger gently pressing on my clit and his tongue exploring my soft flesh, the intensity of my moans only grew louder, echoing around us. 

And as he skillfully thrust his tongue inside me, mimicking the sensation of penetration, I surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure, lost in the sensation of being thoroughly pleasured.

As his cock pulsed within me, I felt a delicious ache that only heightened my desire. But in that moment, my attention was solely on him— the intensity in his gaze as he looked up at me, the way my name fell from his lips like a fervent prayer. 

I clenched around him, my body responding instinctively to his every touch, my back arching in ecstasy as he thrust his tongue inside me. The tightness of his embrace only intensified my pleasure, confirming the depth of our connection and driving me to the brink of bliss.

After just a few more tantalizing sucks and expert licks, I couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud, uninhibited moan, my body convulsed in pleasure, waves of ecstasy washing over me as I reached my climax. I felt myself dripping, the sensation overwhelming as I released into his waiting mouth. 

My chest rose and fell rapidly as I struggled to catch my breath, still clinging to his hair, my entire being consumed by the intensity of the moment.

"Delicious," he responded, his voice husky with desire.

Again, his tongue resumed its tantalizing exploration of my wet folds, while his fingers continued their relentless stimulation of my clitoris. With one finger inserted inside me, I couldn't help but cry out in pleasure.

He persisted, the dual sensations driving me to the brink of ecstasy. His tongue danced skillfully while his finger worked its magic inside me, thrusting back and forth with a rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart.

"Mmm... uhh..."

 I'm a moaning mess, I admitted, lost in the overwhelming pleasure he was bestowing upon me.

As I came down from the intense waves of pleasure, I felt a sense of satisfaction wash over me, with Zaviyaar's name lingering on my lips like a sweet mantra. he shifted me back to hover over me, his gaze locking with mine as he savored the taste of our passion.

"I sure as fuck love your taste. I think I might die if I don't get to taste that again," he confessed, his words sending a thrill through me.

I couldn't help but chuckle softly, reassuring him with a gentle squeeze around his neck, 

"It's all yours."

His smirk deepened, his words filling me with a warm sense of belonging. 

"That's like my girl."

His touch softened as he cupped my cheek, his thumb tracing a delicate path along my cheekbone.

"You okay?" he asked, concern flickering in his eyes.

I nodded with a smile, feeling safe and cared for in his embrace. 

"Hm."

Returning my smile, he placed a tender kiss on my nose, his affectionate gesture melting away any lingering tension.

But then, I felt his hardness against my thigh, a sudden reminder of our desires. 

Oh, shit. I realized I had momentarily forgotten about his needs. 

Should I...

_____TO BE COUNTINUE_____