The taste of bliss

My lips begged to taste his flesh as I watched his eyes roll to the back of his head. I wanted him to rest on the tip of my tongue and allow my taste buds to celebrate him. I salivated for him. Swallowing him whole like a carny performer, headlining the feature show.
Cloudy ecstasy dripped from me as my velvet lips covered his black satin. He pushed and I pulled, he bucked and I groaned. I twisted my tongue feverishly, tasting him and teasing him manipulating his pleasure. I wanted him to unravel beneath me as I listened for soft moans followed by rapid breaths to intoxicate me. His hips begin to gyrate. I absorbed his essence pulling it out deep within his soul. I am now fulfilled by the pleasure that enticed this sweet bliss as I’m left with the taste of him on my lips! -Valerie Rene’a

Valerie Rene’a – Author


Author: Valerie Rene'a

Author of Naked Tales and Hidden Desires and 52 Sandy Lane

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