Chapter Thirteen

SCARLETT

M organ's the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen. She's so powerful and seductive. Her hips sway as she walks to the other side of the room, entrancing me as she moves to perch on the edge of a plush bench. She sits gracefully, staring at me, completely fucking naked. My pussy is still throbbing from the orgasm that just ripped through me, stealing the air from my lungs. I've never felt pleasure like that before. The way she plays with my body, knowing exactly where to touch and stroke me, is like nothing else I've ever experienced. And her heated gaze continues to make it difficult for me to catch my breath.

She spreads her legs wide, showing me her dripping wet pussy. Her pink folds glisten in the soft white light of the hotel room. My mouth goes dry. I'm desperate to please her. Her lips curl into a sinister smirk and her eyes glint with mischief. It's a look that I'm beginning to crave. God, I love that look.

"On your knees," she commands as her perfectly manicured fingers slide over her round tits. "Crawl to me." She caresses her own breasts, her fingers tweaking her nipples as she stares me in the eye, sinful lust swirling around her irises. "Now!"

I'm helpless to obey. Sinking to my knees, I bend at the waist and place my palms on the thick carpet. I'm naked and vulnerable, my tits swinging with each move forward and my ass sticking in the air. And yet, I've never felt sexier. Her heated focus on me burns into my skin, searing every nerve in my body. The normally calm seas of her eyes have shifted into something passionately chaotic. They're mesmerizing. This goddess of a woman wants me, craves me. And that knowledge has me feeling more powerful than I've ever felt. I feel confident for the first time in my life.

I stop and kneel between her legs. Holding her gaze, I shift my ass onto the backs of my legs and place my palms on my thighs, waiting for her command.

"You want to be a good girl and make me come?" she asks me as she continues to tweak her own stiffened pink nipples. My eyes fall to her bare pussy, spread wide for me. My mouth suddenly waters. I need to taste her.

"Yes. I mean…" Heat rises in my cheeks as I become nervous again, second-guessing what I should do. "I've never done this with another girl before so I don't know how, but I want to try."

She smiles down at me, assessing me. The sweet scent of jasmine which is so unmistakably her, wraps around me and comforts me.

"You're perfection. My perfect little princess on her knees for me," she cocks her head to the side, like a predator sizing up their prey. "Touch me, Scarlett."

Her praise gives me a slight confidence boost and I shuffle closer, splaying my palms on the tops of her thighs. She licks her lips in anticipation, watching with hunger as I stroke across her soft skin. She's so soft. I've never touched a woman this intimately before and the feeling is surprisingly comforting. With Kyle I always felt awkward and like I didn't know how to touch his body. But with Morgan, there's a certain freedom in understanding how another female's body feels.

My goddess nods ever so slightly, giving me permission to taste and touch. My hands caress her curved hips as I bring my mouth down on her breast. Her hand wraps around the back of my head, her fingers sliding into my hair, tugging slightly as I trace my tongue along the curved valley of her flesh. Her nipple hardens further under the attention, the sensation against my tongue making me crave more of her.

"Fuck," she breathes out on an exhale as I let my teeth lightly skim the stiffened bud. "That's it baby girl, just like that."

I move to her other breast, giving it the same attention, until she's moaning and writhing against me. Her hands hold me tightly against her, my sensitive breasts grazing against her skin every time she rolls her body against mine. I can't help the cry of pleasure that I spill against her curves. I'm driving myself just as crazy as I am her. I just came incredibly hard and yet I feel my aching pussy leaking down my thighs again as we grind against each other.

Pulling me off of her, she looks down at me. "Do not move. I need to get something but you're going to be my good little girl and wait right here for me, aren't you?"

I nod eagerly, licking my lower lip in anticipation for whatever comes next. My beautiful mistress stands, trailing her fingers down my face to my chin. Her fingers lightly brush against my jaw as she tilts my head up until our eyes meet. Leaning down, she kisses me softly. Her lips are just a whisper against mine. The kiss is tender and yet, so possessive. It's like she's claiming me as hers and promising to take care of me at the same time.

"How'd I get so lucky to get such a good girl?" she murmurs against my lips. "I'm never letting you get away, princess. You belong to me."

I nod. She's right. Somehow over the past few days, I've fallen helplessly under her spell.

I sit as still as possible while she rummages around the room behind me. My clit throbs with need and I have to fight the urge to rub my thighs together to seek relief. But, I want to be her good girl. I want to please her. So I sit still, biting my lower lip, and refusing to move until she comes back.

Suddenly her sharp nails scrape lightly down the length of my spine. I arch my back at her shiver-inducing touch. My small breasts are pushed out with the movement. She takes the opportunity to strike. Two sharp stings land across my chest. The pain radiates out from my tender nipples across each of my breasts. I moan loudly and the stinging pleasure she is able to pull from my body.

"Such a sweet, desperate slut for me, aren't you?"

"Yes!" I pant. I'd give anything, do anything, for her to keep touching me. I absolutely am desperate for her.

"Open your knees wide," she commands. I readily comply.

She bends down behind me, her body wrapping around mine. Her blonde hair falls across my shoulders, a stark contrast to my raven locks. We couldn't be more opposite—lightness and darkness. Yet, we seem to fit together so well. She kisses and nips at my neck. The feel of her tongue and teeth on my delicate pressure point is intoxicating. I'm addicted to this woman, and I don't think I'll ever be free of her spell. I'm absolutely and completely ruined for all others. She's right— I'm hers .

Taking my hand in hers, she wraps it around something hard and plastic. "You're going to hold this wand to your pretty little pussy while I ride your face. You're not allowed to remove it until you make me come. Do you understand, princess?"

I don't. I don't know what a wand is. But, I do know I want to please her, so I nod in agreement.

She rises and saunters around me to sit back on the bench in front of me. Tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, she stares down at me. Heated desire burns so brightly in her eyes that I'd swear her irises are ringed with red.

Leaning down she reaches between my legs, pushing something on the object she has wedged against my core. Immediately, harsh vibrations pulse against me, causing my entire body to thrum with energy.

"Oh fuck," I moan loudly as the wand hums against my tender folds.

"You're going to hold that right there. Do not move it until I tell you. Do you understand?"

I nod, unable to form coherent words or thoughts as heat coils in my core.

"Now stick out your tongue. I'm going to teach you to eat cunt like a good little slut."

Her filthy words send me spiraling further towards the edge. Everything about her is powerful and radiant. Her golden waves cascade across her shoulders, shimmering as she repositions herself and tilts her hips up towards my face. I follow her instructions, sticking out my tongue. I can barely focus on anything besides the pounding vibrations assaulting me with pleasure but when she slides her fingers into my hair and drags my face towards her glistening pink pussy, my focus turns completely to her. I'd do anything she tells me to do, I'd follow her to Hell and back if it meant I could keep living in this state of euphoric bliss that she elicits.

"Lick me, all the way up my slit, sweet girl."

My tongue hits her softness and her taste immediately explodes in my mouth. She tastes sweet, like vanilla. I hum against her, which I guess she likes, because she sucks in a sharp inhale. I drag my tongue slowly up, lapping up as much of her wetness as I can. She moans loudly and I look up to see her throw her head back in pleasure. The power I feel on my knees for her is unlike anything I've ever experienced before. Whenever I've given a blowjob to Kyle it always felt like I was being used. Like I was only there for him to use. But right now on my knees for her, watching this goddess lose control because of me , I feel like a goddamn queen.

"Baby, your tongue is incredible. You feel so fucking good. Don't stop."

I don't. I explore every delicate inch of her soft flesh I can reach with my tongue. I want to pull every last drop of pleasure from her body and drink it down greedily. Her clit swells under my attention and I can't help myself from sucking the throbbing bud between my lips.

"Shit!" she screams, her hips writhing against me. "That's it baby. You're so fucking perfect."

Her praise wraps around me, surrounding me in warmth. I can't help the heat building at the base of my spine. Her taste on my tongue, her moans in my ears, and the vibrations on my pussy are too much. Pleasure is rapidly building inside me.

"I'm going to come," I whisper into her folds.

Her fingers pull at the stands of my hair, stinging my scalp. My head is yanked back so our eyes meet. Her arousal drips from my lips and down my chin. The red in her eyes is more pronounced now. It should scare me, but all I think about is how badly I want to shatter with my tongue shoved deep inside her.

"You can come all you want but do not remove that wand until I've finished and drenched that pretty little face in my cum, do you understand me?"

"Ye—yes," I manage to choke out. My orgasm is building swiftly, I'm not sure I can contain it much longer.

"Let me see you come while you're on your knees for me, princess."

And I do. The world goes dark as my orgasm crashes into me. Wave after wave of intense pleasure shoots through my entire body. I moan and ride the wand between my legs until the last crescendo of ecstasy ebbs away.

"Fuck!" I scream out into the void of darkness surrounding me.

And then she finds me in the darkness, her touch dragging me back to her—where I belong.

"So beautiful, sweet girl. Do you know just how fucking beautifully you come undone?"

My heavy eyes open and I'm met with the eyes of a lustful demon. Red rings of desire burn the whites of her eyes, their focus solely on me. The heat of her stare is enough to consume me entirely and leave me as nothing but a pile of ash at her feet.

My pussy still throbs with the intensity of the orgasm and I try to move the wand away. Her slender fingers fall to my wrist stopping me. I whine but she doesn't relent. She forces me to hold the wand against myself.

"Not until I've come. Now get back over here and fuck me with that pretty pink tongue."

She leans back on the bench. The position draws my attention to the stiff peaks of her hardened nipples. I can't stop staring at her tits. They're so big and round and absolutely fucking perfect. As I take in the powerful goddess spread before me, desire winds in my lower stomach again. The vibrations become less over stimulating and more welcoming. I've never experienced this before, this wanting of someone even after I've just come for them— twice .

Fuck, my desire for her seems to be fucking endless .

"Fold your tongue lengthwise, so the two sides curve up towards each other," she demands, her eyes falling to my mouth. I comply, sticking my tongue out for her assessment. "Good girl. Now you're going to keep it just like that and put it in me, curl it, and rub my inner walls until I cover your pretty little face in cum, got it?"

I nod. Then dive in. It takes me a moment to figure out how to enter her but as her tight opening squeezes around my tongue, it's like I've gone to Heaven. I drive myself into her, curling and rubbing like she said to do and I can feel her warmth squeeze around me. Her pussy throbs and pulses around my tongue and she moans loudly when I rub a certain spot on her insides with the tip. So I do it again. And again.

"Fuck! Fuck! Princess, keep that up and I'm going to come."

I want to make her come. My own crescendo is rising again and I want her to fall with me this time. I bring my free hand up to her clit. Gathering some of the wetness from where my tongue is fucking her tight little hole, I rub small circles around the hardened bud.

"Shit! That's it baby, don't stop!" she directs from above me.

I don't think I could even if I wanted to. I'm completely mesmerized at the power I hold as I make her come undone. I use my tongue to massage her inner walls and my fingers to rub her clit. She's breathing heavily and writhing violently against me. The way we're fucking eachother is messy and aggressive and almost animalistic. But it feels so fucking good.

With a final, hard grind with my tongue, I feel her pussy grab on to me tightly. Her inner walls spasming violently.

"Fuck!" she screams as she shatters for me.

Her sweet vanilla taste explodes out of her and onto my face as she comes. The knowledge that I'm covered in her release pushes me over the edge with her and I lose myself into the lustful madness once again, this time with my tongue buried in her cunt. My mind goes completely blank as pleasure consumes my entire body, rushing through me like fire in my veins.

I'm drawn back down as her hands wrap around me. She pulls the wand away and I hear it thud against the floor off in the distance. My vision is blurred by the tears stinging my eyes. My whole body is shaking. It was so much, almost too much, and yet I can't wait to do it again. I want to experience anything she's willing to give me.

She pulls me into her lap. "You did so good for me baby," she croons into my ear softly as she strokes my head and back in a soft and soothing rhythm. My heart beats rapidly in my chest, each thump feeling like it belongs entirely to the woman wrapped around me. " My good girl."