No, I mean, really eat you
I want to put my mouth on your cunt with a hunger that can never be satisfied.
As if you were my last meal.
As if your cum was the sweetest nectar I’d ever tasted.
But first, I want start slowly. I want my fingers dance up your thighs. I want to kiss my way to that delicious little crease where your thigh meets cunt and leave you quivering at the mere thought of those kisses on your pussy. I brush my fingers across your cunt as if it doesn’t even exist, because I know it is aching for my touch. I laugh at the way you arch your back and try in vain to get what you want, my firm hand is pushing you back down in place.
I want you to beg for it, and only when I am satisfied that you have really begged for it, you will feel my tongue gently make circles around your clit. I want to hear you moan as I taste the river that I have set flowing freely. I want to softly suck your clit and feel you tremble underneath me because I know it drives you wiiiiiild. I want to flutter across that magic little spot, my tongue flicking in strokes that build in intensity until you floating between desperation and ecstasy.