Chapter 184: Sweet Agony
Eren lifted Jade, her pussy now directly at his face, glistening and swollen from their intense coupling. His dick, still hard and pulsing, nudged against her inner thigh, ready to plunge back inside.
Eren held Jade suspended in his arms, her body pliant and warm against his. He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on her full, aroused breasts, the prominent, hardened nipples beckoning him. He chose one, his lips parting slowly, and then, with exquisite care, he took the entire nipple into his mouth.
He didn’t suck aggressively. Instead, he began with a tender, almost reverent touch, a slow, soft pull that sent immediate shivers through her body. His tongue, warm and agile, swirled around the sensitive peak, tracing its curves, coating it with his abundant saliva. He drew on it with maddening deliberation, a gentle suction that seemed to pull at her very core.
"Mmm... ohh... Eren..." Jade moaned, a low, drawn-out sound that vibrated from her chest. Her hands instinctively tightened around his neck, pulling him closer, urging him to deepen the sensation.
He continued his slow, seductive assault on her nipple, pulling, teasing, his lips working in a languid rhythm. He tasted her, sweet and musky, a flavor unique to her. He felt the firm peak against his tongue, the soft areola cushioning his lips, as he drew on her, creating a sensual vacuum that amplified the pleasure. He lifted his head slightly, just enough for his breath to tease her other nipple, then returned to the first, pulling harder, a slow, insistent tug.
"Ahhh... slower... just like that... oh, God..." she whispered, her voice already thickening with pleasure. Her body swayed in his arms, her hips instinctively pressing closer to his, a silent plea for more.
He extended a hand, his fingers moving with agonizing slowness, descending from her waist to her soaking pussy. He didn’t plunge in. Instead, his fingertips traced the delicate lines of her outer labia, brushing against the swollen folds, teasing her entrance. He felt her wetness, warm and slick, against his skin. He found her clit, swollen and eager, and began to work it, a slow, circular motion that sent immediate jolts of pleasure through her.
"Oh, God... Yes! That... right there!" she cried out, her voice a sharp gasp as a powerful tremor ran through her body. She bucked her hips, pressing herself harder against his fingers, urging him to deepen the sensation.
He continued his slow, meticulous work, his mouth relentlessly teasing her nipple, his fingers dancing over her clit and through her wet folds. He varied the pressure, sometimes a light, feather-like touch, sometimes a firmer, more deliberate stroke that made her whimper. He used his thumb, pressing down on her clit, then swirling it, pushing her closer to the edge without ever quite letting her go. He listened to her moans, a continuous stream of breathless cries that fueled his desire.
He brought his face closer to her other breast, letting his warm breath ghost over its sensitive peak before returning to suckle the first, drawing on it with renewed intensity. He continued to finger her, slowly, deeply, his fingers delving into her wetness, exploring her inner folds, finding her G-spot and pressing it gently.