Chapter 2 The Night

Shenell’S POV

Vincent lifted me down from the table and he helped me gather my clothes and undies from the floor. “Here, put on your clothes, I'll grab the mop.” He mumbled and walked away shirtless to go get a mop to clean my squirt that spilled all over the floor.

Few minutes later, he returned with a mop. I was already dressed, now sitting at the edge of the long bench just next to the door.

I watched him clean my squirt on the floor, then he hurriedly put on his shirt and walked towards me, “You ready?” He asked softly.

I nodded slightly, shamefully playing with my fingers.

It was still raining heavily, so Vincent used his jacket to cover my hair as we ran towards the bus stop to get a cab.

He booked a hotel room for us and we checked into it as promised.

I'd a quick bath and he also took a quick shower. Then we sat over a bottle of wine while watching a movie.

I tried to raise a conversation but he instantly cut me off even before I could complete my sentence, “Promise not to ask me anything about myself. I know nothing about myself and I've nothing, so don't ask me anything, please.” He mumbled softly, his eyes were still on the TV.

I sighed, “Then, while we say nothing, let's do something.” I whispered, still tracing imaginary lines on his chest as I leaned on him on the couch.

He shifted backward so he could look at my face, “I thought you were tired.” He swallowed hard, his Adam apple bouncing slightly in his throat as he stared at my lips.

“No, I'm not. I want more.” I muttered plainly, shamelessly asking for all of him.

Without saying any other word, he jolted up from the couch, and scooped me gently into his arms, and we headed to the bedroom.

He lowered me into the bed, his eyes still on my lips as he fumbled for the hem of his shirt. He took off his shirt in one single flip through his head, and I helped him loosened the rope holding his sweat pants to his waist.

I wasn't wearing anything underneath my short kimono because I knew we were definitely gonna do this again.

Since I wasn't wearing anything except for the kimono, it was easier for me to strip.

“Tell me if you want me to stop.” He whispered into my ear, and I nodded sharply.

Vincent didn't kiss me at first, he slowly licked my face, down to my neck, then he scooped my breast carefully into his mouth, teasingly playing with my hardened nipples.

The room spun around me, but all I could focus on was him, the heat of his touch, the hunger in his gaze, that was all my satisfaction.

Vincent pressed me down on the bed, but my head was still tilted up, and his mouth slowly and roughly went in-between my legs.

The first powerful rough contact of his tongue made my body tense in anticipation and eagerness, his delicious mouth wrapped around my clit and I fell back on the bed, unable to even hold my body up anymore.

I swear, I've never felt this way.

When he swirled his tongue over my entrance ridge, my hand flew to his hair and I pulled him to look at me.

"God fuck, please don't stop" I mumbled hungrily.

"I'm just starting, sweetie..." Vincent smirked, and he slowly traced his way back to my pussy.

He bent down again and began to devour me, eating me whole and his slutty tongue sweeping its way all over my wetness.

He shifted his jaw open more, using his hand to spread me open for his tongue and I felt his mouth sucking my exposed clit.

“V…Vincent..." I muttered and began to shake under his onslaught, his deep chuckle vibrated my pussy and I bit my cheek to prevent a moan.

He began to lay kisses on my swollen clit before he began to suck on my juice, filling his mouth with all of me, my fingers gripping the bed sheets hard.

Whatever he was doing to me was like nothing I've ever felt before, my whole body was paying attention to the way he takes care of my pussy.

My eyes were on him as he leaned up, I watched his long tongue glide up from the entrance to my clit before he trapped the sensitive bud into his mouth and sucked on it hard, "Oh Vince…Vincent! Fuck!" I gritted my teeth, biting my lips and fingers digging into the bed sheet when his tongue slowly began to tease my entrance, his eyes on me were enough to make me cum.

How could he know all my buttons? It feels so good seeing him handle me in the sweetest way I could have imagined.

I made sure that my eyes were on him as he licked and sucked me, that amazing feeling building up around my waist to overcome my whole body.

With his tongue flat on my clit, face swaying from side to side as he used his tongue to fuck my pussy, my body couldn't take his slow torture, "Fuck, I think I'm cumming...Vince, I'm cumming!" I warned, my voice loud and moanful.

Vincent didn't stop, instead he leaned closer and with a strong flick of his tongue, I arched off the bed and a low strong moan escaped my mouth as I cum hard into his mouth, knocking the air out of my lungs, all the frustration in me before gushed out to be replaced by an overwhelming ecstatic feeling as he continued to eat my sensitive pussy, not giving my juice a chance to see the light of the world.

I squirmed under him as I continued to cum all over his face but he didn't stop, he kept moving his tongue in and out of me and I trembled under his dominance while reigning blessings on him.

I let out a loud groan after releasing it all on him, he gave me one last stroke, then lifted his head up to look at me, “You taste so divine…” he whispered and crawled up my body.

I was still trying to catch my breath, so he laid next to me, his head leaning softly on my breast.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” He asked, gently playing with my nipples.

I froze for a minute, then I chuckled softly and began to stroke his face. I didn't say a word, and the room fell into total silence

I felt so good and satisfied that I didn't even know when I fell asleep, but the very last thing I heard Vincent whispered was, “You’re the best I’ve ever had.”