Page 63 of Mended Souls
“What do you want from me?”
She licked her lips. “I wanna taste you, please.”
I straddled her hips, moving carefully up to her face, hovering over her lips as she watched my pussy intently. She was in awe at how wet I was. “This is what you do to me, princess.” I slipped my hand between my legs, dragging a finger up my slit, before tapping her lips with my arousal. “Enjoy your reward.”
“Thank you, mistress.”
She buried her face into my cunt as she dragged her tongue hungrily through my folds, going up to my clit, then teasing me before going back. She licked her way inside me, moaning at my taste like I was the best damn thing she’d ever tasted. Fuck. She really did have a talented mouth. My eyes stayed locked on hers as she devoured me like a starved woman until I held back my pleasure.
“That’s it, princess, fuck.” She grunted, taking my clit again, sucking it between her supple lips. Her eyes opened, and I saw the smile twinkle in them as my orgasm peaked. Why did I decide to deprive myself of this woman for so long? She was made for me, and I was made for her.
I pushed myself into her, grinding my hips against her mouth as my thighs shook. This entire thing was a different experience in itself. This position was supposed to give me control, but hereI was, fucking Kadence’s mouth on the verge of a mind-blowing orgasm, and she was hungrily attacking me, needing more of me.
Kadence felt my legs tense and my hips buck, and she curled her arms around my thighs, forcing me down and lapping my desire. “Oh, fuck. Don’t stop.” My hands gripped hers as she sucked my clit for dear life until I saw stars, and a yelp fell from my lips.
Once I recovered, I pulled myself back, feeling my cunt spasm as I took a deep breath. She looked at me smiling, her lip and chin dripping with my arousal. Kadence looked like she was in a candy store on a sugar high.
I straddled her hips and pulled her by her arms, hooking my hand around her back before I slammed my lips against hers and forced her mouth open with my tongue, tasting my own bliss on her tongue. My God, how could one person be so fucking intoxicating?
I pulled away from her and grabbed her jaw. “If I wanted you to grip my thighs, I would have told you so.”
She fucking smirked. “Your orgasm will be worth the punishment, mistress.”
“Let’s shower. You did pretty well for your first time with the riding crop.”
“That thing fucking hurt,” Kadence blurted out, “but it felt good. It made me feel good, but then it was just pain.”
“If you want, we can try more. Your back needs to heal. You’ll be bruised for a few days.”
“If you make me come any more tonight, I might actually die. My head will combust mid-nut.” I kissed her lips, silencing her banter.
CHAPTER 48
KADENCE
“Ow,” I winced, moving into the fetal position. Blaize wasn’t lying when she said I’d be sore, but I didn’t expect this. My muscles felt like they were on fire, and every move I made sent pain rippling through me. Knowing it was from the scene we had last night made it better, and the sweet throb between my legs told me it was worth every minute of it.
I kicked my legs out of the bed, slowly sitting up, biting back the whimper that wanted to fall from my lips. Blaize was sleeping peacefully, and I didn't want to wake her up. Slowly, I staggered to the bathroom, turning on the faucet and letting the Jacuzzi tub fill with hot water. This would be exactly what I needed.
My body bruised like a banana, and it was definitely bruised. I turned my neck to look at my back in the full-length mirror, and gasped. Purple and blue kissed my skin in scattered patterns down to my thighs. It looked exactly how it felt, but it would heal, and the pleasure Blaize gave me afterward, mixed with the sensations, made it completely worth it. I lowered myself into the scalding water, letting the heat soak into my muscles as a soft moan fell from my lips. This bath might be slightly better thansex, because holy fuck, my body was on cloud euphoria right now. I sank lower into the water until only my head could be seen, and I closed my eyes, slipping into the comfort.
I never knew sex could feel like this or how much my body could handle. I wished Blaize wouldn’t have been hardheaded when we met so we could've enjoyed this sooner. Make up sex with her was amazing, but I would’ve loved to skip the added shit and just enjoyed being with her.
My eyes opened, and I saw Blaize leaning against the door frame, looking like a Greek goddess. The white button up she put on dropped down to her upper thighs, barely covering anything as her cleavage peeked through. This woman really made me want to commit the unholiest of sins.
“Care to join me?”
Her eyes twinkled as she stripped out of the shirt and sauntered towards me. I scooted up in the tub, pulling my knees to my chest as she slipped in behind me. Her fingers trailed down my back, taking in the bruising. I felt Blaize tense when she came behind me. It was clear she felt bad because of the bruises.
“It looks a lot worse than it feels. I bruise really easily.”
“It looks like I beat you senseless.” I leaned into her, resting my back against her, turning my head slightly to see her face.
I nuzzled into her neck, kissing it, feeling her heart skip under my touch. “Hey, I liked it. It’s not your fault I bruise like a banana. I would have used my safe word if I wanted it to stop. I enjoyed it. How do you feel?”
She arched her brow. “I feel…better. Thank you.”
“It’s what I wanted. Do you want to talk about anything? I know I don't know anything about your club, but who better to spill your guts to?”
