Chapter 4: Climax
Amelia pulls down Charlotte’s dress, exposing her generous naked tits. “I want you right here, right now, you slut!” Amelia growled, her voice thick with desire. Charlotte stifled a moan, her heart pounding in her chest. The room was a blur of faces, all watching, waiting. She knew she should feel embarrassed, but all she felt was a raw, primal need.
Amelia lowered herself to her knees, her fingers hooking into the waistband of Charlotte's underwear. She tugged them down, her eyes never leaving Charlotte's. The cool air hit Charlotte's pussy, sending a shiver through her. She watched, breathless, as Amelia pressed her face to her, inhaling deeply.
"Fuck, you smell so good," Amelia moaned, her voice muffled against the sensitive skin of Charlotte's inner thigh. "Like fucking heaven."
Amelia's fingers spread her open, and she couldn't suppress the moan that escaped her lips as the cool air hit her wetness. She looked down, her eyes locked onto Amelia's fiery curls as she leaned in, her tongue darting out to taste her.
"Oh, fuck," Charlotte whispered, her hands flying to Amelia's hair, tangling in the soft curls.
She could feel the heat of Amelia's breath on her most intimate place, could feel the wetness of her tongue as it darted out, tasting her.
Amelia hummed against her, the sound vibrating through Charlotte's body, making her knees weak. She tightened her grip on Amelia's hair, her hips bucking slightly as Amelia's tongue circled her clit, teasing, taunting.
"You like that, don't you, you little slut?" Amelia murmured, her voice a low, filthy purr.
"You're so fucking wet, Char. I can taste you." She pressed her tongue flat against Charlotte's clit, swirling it in slow, deliberate circles. She felt Charlotte's hands tighten in her hair, her hips moving in rhythm with her tongue.
Charlotte's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her body trembling with each pass of Amelia's tongue. She could feel the pleasure building, a tight coil in her lower belly, ready to snap.
"Amelia," she gasped, her voice a desperate plea. "Please, I need..."
Amelia looked up, her lips glistening with Charlotte's arousal.