𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

chapt 41 • More Than That

"I touch myself just from the thought of you, and it's never better than feeling your tongue or having your fingers inside of me" Her words are mixed in with moans.

I can't take my eyes away from the sight of her touching herself, she enters a finger inside of herself, making me gulp.

My face feels incredibly hot and my pants are straining so much that the zipper slides down itself.

Something in me switches and I'm taking her hand, pressing it above her head and relocating her hand with my mouth instead.

Tasting her wetness automatically made me close my eyes and use my tongue to please her needy clit. Her moans grew louder, and my tongue slightly sped up, feeling addicted to the way she tasted.

I pulled her closer to me, using her thighs to cushion the side of my face while my tongue dipped inside of her and I moaned softly against her, getting hooked on how good she tasted.

My mind was hazy, I couldn't think of anything else other than wanting her to finish on my tongue, to clean it up and kiss her skin, then her lips.

I wouldn't even care if this was all we did if I didn't get my own release. It was a pleasure for me to give her pleasure.

If someone told me four months ago that I'd be thinking these types of things, I wouldn't believe them not at all. I'd be too busy believing that I wanted to keep my father happy by following and listening to everything he wants, ending off every conversation we have with "Yes Father".

Since I was an only child, my father has high expectations for me. Which made me feel guilty for lying to him about what I truly wanted to do, which was to pursue my dream at the art school and soon have my own museum.

When Honey's hand reached out for something, I let her take my hand and squeeze it, her pants and sounds were poetry to my ears, she was everything I've ever written or even read about.

"Alessio... you're too good at that," She says as I begin to suck her needy clit, then licking until her thighs tense and relax beside me.

I've read the books she's given me an unhealthy amount of times. It should be considered a sin how much I wanted to do everything in those books to her, reading about it and imagining how Honey would look in the different scenes I've read about.

"Wait... wait" She pants heavily, stopping me and sitting up. She reaches for my belt, unbuckling, and moves to my zipper but sees it was already zipped down from my hard-on.

"I can't be the only one who feels good" She takes me out of my pants, I keep my palms flat on the side of me, and her eyes gaze over how my pre-cum leaks out of my tip for her.

I don't think I can get over that look in her eyes when she sees me, it makes me twitch in her hand.

She slowly strokes me, from top to bottom before she leans down and places a kiss on the side of my tip, then down my base all while looking at me. It makes it hard to keep my hips down as they thrust themselves up into her hand but she removes her hand.

"Let me have my fun as you've had yours" She leans forward and kisses my neck, "You're not the only one who likes to give hickies" she continues over my collarbone.

I can't help but let her use my body the way she wants, especially when she kisses down my abs until she gets down and lays a kiss on my tip.

Her soft hand wraps gently around me, stroking me with an occasional twist of her hand.

"Honey..." She continues to tease me while kissing the side of my neck.

"Hm?" She says as if she's clueless about what she's doing right now.