CHAPTER 7: PYTHON

CHRISTIAN'S POV:

"Christian." She cried out, her thighs trembling as I relentlessly delved my tongue into her essence, lapping up her juices with every flick, swirl and thrust.

I couldn't get enough, not even if I tried.

Her fingers tightened in my hair, on the verge of ripping them off their roots, pulling in a move that made me want to turn her over and sink my cock inside her almost immediately.

But again, she was a virgin.

I needed her as wet and relaxed as possible for my entry. Because nothing could stop me from fucking her tonight. Not even devil himself.

I had never been the type of man to place another's pleasure before mine, but for a brief moment, I yearned to make Angel burn with lust.

The ice had melted, leaving her entire pussy wet and dripping with both water and her sweet juices, and I stuck my tongue in her opening, pulling her further away from the counter towards my mouth.

I groaned gutturally when she began to move urgently against my mouth, releasing one hand fro