The Corner of H & L (17)

She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and pulled it upright just as a single clear drop emerged at my tip. So precisely, so deliberately, her pale tongue extended to harvest just the drop and touch nothing else.

I quivered as she swallowed and smiled wickedly.

“I want to make sure you understand that this is a contract, even if it’s verbal. Once you cum I’m holding you to it, no matter what you say. Do you agree?”

“Yes, yes. Damnit! Please!”

Her lips parted and descended over me, and my back arched.

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Cheating Life – 12.3

Then she continued her way around me and took my hand, pulling me toward her as she draped herself on the settee. “Come and sit with me.” Her voice was low and rich and laced with a believable European accent. She sat me by her lap, and I reclined against her so my head lay in the niche between her arm and bosom. She stroked my cheek with the backs of her fingers and the tips of her nails, and parted her lips to brandish her long, pointed fangs.

“What are we doing?” There was just the right amount of timidity in my voice.

“Making you wait, precious. Making you wonder, anticipate when I’ll bite into your warm, soft flesh. Making you imagine my teeth piercing your tender skin, imagine the consummation of it. Making you realize that there’s nothing you want more.” Her tongue moistened her lips before she nuzzled up beside my neck and took my earlobe between her teeth, rolling it between her fangs, pinching it just until it stung. “Feeling your heart beat beneath my breast, and imagining the rich, salty blood just beneath your skin. Letting you hear my mouth water and my tongue drip, whispering to you about what else is wet as well.” She slipped her leg around mine and squeezed.

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Cheating Life – 12 Illustration

I’m making you wait, precious.