79: A Hot Moment

SCARLETT

When he didn't oblige immediately, I grabbed one of his hands off of my boobs and pressed it over my clit.

“Fu… fuck,” I shut my eyes and let my entire body drown in the surprisingly immense pleasure I felt from that single touch.

What was it about being fed on that heightened every single emotion? It was sensational, and just knowing that made me eager to go further.

I continued to press his fingers to my clit, rubbing it in tight circles and failing at being discreet with my loud moans. I’d already started to feel my wetness trickling past my thigh with an unbelievable intensity, and I was awed at that happening from simply trying to soothe my aching clit.

“Mhmm, yes,” I moaned through gritted teeth when he moved to the other side of my neck and sunk his fangs in.

That sparked my already existent hunger afresh and I knew those teasing circles wouldn’t suffice anymore. I eased one of his thick fingers into me and threw my head back, almost dizzying at the feeling.

“Oh, fuck,