Page 105 of Haven

“Mariposa, te voy a devorar.”

If Vesper was going to speak to me in Spanish, I would need to invest in new panties. I thought her calling me mariposa was bad enough, but this? Thank you, Aphrodite, because Jesus would never.

“See something you like, precioso?”

“Everything.”

Vesper crushed her lips to mine; the kiss heated, desperate, but passionate. She let go of my hands and I quickly spread them into her hair, my nails scraping along her scalp. She grabbed me, pulling me in her arms as she carried me to her bed. Vesper carried me with ease, and it shouldn’t be as fucking hot as it was.

She slowed her kisses down, savoring me like I was her favorite meal and she was just kissing my lips. Her fingers found the zipper of my faux corset top and pulled it down, pushing the pink leather off of my body. Every nerve ending of my body came alive with her touch, and I wanted more. I wanted Vesper to ruin me in the best possible way, and I knew I had a long way to go.

She pulled back slightly, her breathing ragged. “You’re perfect, mariposa.”

I pulled her back down and captured her lips once more. Kissing Vesper would never get tiring. She pulled her lips from mine, her lips going to my jaw and trailing hot kisses down my neck as she went lower and lower. She sucked my left nipple into her mouth, playing with my piercing as she sucked and nipped at my flesh.

Jesus Christ. Was it possible to come from foreplay alone? Vesper showed my breasts love before going lower and lower. She quickly undid the button of my leather pants, tugging them down my thighs and getting frustrated with how tight they were. I kicked them to the side, laughing as Vesper flipped off a pair of pants.

“I’m throwing those pants away,” she grumbled. I spread my legs, and Vesper was on the verge of drooling as she eyed my body. “Look at you, mariposa.” Her hands went down my curves before she grabbed my thighs, and she gaped at my pussy like it was the fountain of youth. Vesper ran her forefingers through my slick pussy, groaning at how wet I was.

“You see what you do to me?” I purred breathlessly. I was drenched just from her kissing me, and now I wanted her to use her sinister mouth and make me come.

Vesper licked her lips as she laid on her stomach, pulling my thighs over her shoulders. “I’ll be here for a minute, mariposa. You better get comfortable.” Vesper flattened her tongue on my pussy. “Fuck. Me,” she mumbled against me, sending pleasure through my body.

Her mouth worked my clit like her fingers worked the strings of her guitar. Careful, precise, and rhythmic, rotating from quick flicks to Earth-shattering sucking. Vesper feasted on me like I was the first taste of sustenance she had in a long time. She was humming as she ate me out, and I was certain if I looked up, she would be kicking her feet.

I was on the edge, close to a mind-blowing orgasm, and then it was gone. A whimper ripped from my lungs. “V-Vesper,” I whined.

“I knew you’d taste wicked.” Her lips kissed my inner thigh. “Eyes on me. I want to see how beautiful you are when I make you come for the first time.”

I adjusted myself until I was propped up on my elbows, peeking at Vesper through my thick lashes. I had to fix my pillow slightly so I wasn’t straining to see her, but my God, she was a sight to see between my thighs. Her lust-filled gaze was locked on mine before she dove back in, grabbing my knees and pushing them up as she buried her face deeper into me. Her sinful tongue devoured me, alternating from flicks, to bites to sucking. It was driving me insane. I knew if I said anything else or complained again, she would prolong my torture. When I was close to my orgasm, she pulled away from me and a whimper escaped my lips. But to my surprise, Vesper just added to my pleasure.

Her teeth skimmed my clit before she sucked hard. My body jolted as she continued to rotate between sucking and flicking. Fuck, I loved this little nerve. My mouth fell open, my back arching as my head fell back. Vesper continued to eat until she was fully satisfied and I was a mess beneath her.

My thighs were shaking, and I think I was on orgasm number three when Vesper pulled away from me. My pillows were useless, and I let my body relax against her bed. Vesper crawled up my body, grabbing my jaw and forcing my mouth open. I looked up at her, lust dancing in my eyes as she leaned over me, spitting into my mouth before capturing my lips with hers.

When she pulled back, she took my bottom lip with hers as she straddled my hips. “Now that was definitely worth the wait.”

I laughed, covering my face with my hands for a moment. We were nowhere close to being done, and I wanted Vesper naked when she fucked me again. I loved the sensual, soul-shattering moment we just had, but I wanted more. I wanted the depravity I knew Vesper craved.

“Okay. Now that you showed me your unwavering devotion with your mouth, it’s time for you to fuck me like a whore.”

Eighty-Eight

Rory

The wicked look in Vesper’s eyes sent a shiver down my spine. She crawled off my body, removing her tank and showing me her pert breasts.

“You asked for it, mariposa.” She undid her belt. “Get on your knees.”

Don’t gotta tell me twice. I leaped out of the bed, scrambling to my knees on the floor.

“Good girl.” I watched her quizzically as she undid every loop until the black leather belt was free. “Your safe word is mercy, because that’s one thing I’m not giving you tonight.”

“Okay.” Vesper was in Daddy domme mode, and it was incredibly hot.

“Say your safe word. Let me hear it.”

“Mercy.”