Tainted Lust

Chapter 8

The blood worked a little too well in getting me back to speed. At this point, I'm feeling very impatient to feel good.

Jonathan knelt down before me.

“Good. Now, I have a proposition for you.” I said, yanking off my bandage and placing it on my crotch. “Be a good boy and get a little taste now.”

He looked up at me with a smile and didn't spare a single second in putting his face right in between my legs, taking a long sniff.

I giggled as he ripped the bandage off my panties and motioned me towards the bed, pulling them down.

He spread my legs apart and reveled in the sight and scent of me, fitting his head snugly between my legs.

“Work fast. We don't have a lot of time.” I said with a little tug of his head.

He quickly went to work in tasting me, his tongue working fast over my sensitive c**t before venturing lower to the source.

I moaned out as quietly as I could, while watching him swirl his tongue over my little nub before sucking on it gently.

“Oh! Yeah, good.” I whispered out. “Just like that.”

Following my orders closely, he did just that, my legs slightly shaking at the pleasure.

He brought fingers up and started f*****g me with them, finding my g-spot without any struggle.

He pulled them out and licked them clean, keeping his eyes on me the entire time.

“Naughty boy.” I said, tugging his head towards my p***y again. “Enough playing with your food. Now make me come. And faster.”

With a growl, he flipped me onto my back, giving me a show as he completely and utterly devoured me. His growls added to the pleasure he was giving me, and the pit in my stomach start boiling hot. My hips moved into his mouth as he worked his tongue faster and faster over my c**t.

“f**k yes. f**k!” I whimpered. “Don't you stop. Don't.”

To add gas to fire, I grabbed the switchblade from my bra, slicing my hand open, and dropped a little bit of my blood on my p***y, making him more ravenous.

That did the trick in making him work faster. I kept his head planted exactly right where I wanted it as his tongue worked so fast and hard, forcing me to bite into a pillow to stay quiet.

My thighs clamped around his head as the knot finally snapped and groaned into the pillow to keep my voice muffled as I came.

And even then, he didn't let up and licked up every little ounce he could on me.

He was breathing heavily when I eventually let him go, giving him my hand to lick clean next.

“I want you.” He rasped into my neck as he grabbed my hand and placed it over his hard d**k.

“Uh-uh.” I said, pulling him back. “Not here.”

He looked disappointed.

But to reward him for a good job, I grabbed the switchblade, and made a little cut on my lip. He made no hesitation to lick it up and kiss me as fiercely as he could.

“Please. I'm gonna c*m in my jeans.” He moaned, groping my breasts. “How much longer?”

“That depends.” I whispered into his ear, giving it a little nip.

“On what?” He asked, groaning a little louder.

“See if Andy is as hot for me as you are. If he is, then you won't object to sharing, right?”