Chapter 19: Taking his length in [2]
Julian, still catching his breath, stared down at Rehul's glistening lips. Her face had that satisfied glow, and the way she was biting her lips and rolling her pussy in circles looked inviting.
Julian smiled now. Finally it was time, it was time to fuck!
She was lying back, her body splayed across the bed, one leg raised lazily, the other bent. Her hips moved in subtle, instinctual rolls, and her soaked pussy shimmered under the room's soft light, its folds still parting and clenching like it was calling for something (Julian's dick, of course).
Julian stepped closer, standing by the edge of the bed, his eyes trailing down to that strange, beautiful pussy of hers—dripping with glistening nectar, that smelled like wildflowers and ozone. It was hypnotic, and somehow, the scent pulled his thoughts into focus.
His cock was already responding. It had softened after that climax, but the moment he saw her open again—her inner lips blooming like an alien flower, wet and wanting—he felt blood rushing back into his shaft.
"Still hungry?" he asked with a low, teasing voice.
Rehul smiled, her sharp teeth glinting, her eyes playful. "I haven't even eaten."
He raised a brow at her wording, stepping onto the bed now, crawling up slowly like a beast returning to claim what was his.
Rehul moaned softly, parting her legs further.
Julian reached between them, his fingers brushing against her wetness. Her pussy responded immediately, squeezing around nothing, dripping even more nectar like juicy stuff.
"Still so wet?" he murmured, sliding his tip along her slick folds.