Chapter 715: Shaved Pink Pussy

Natalya’s breath hitched, her fingers clenching in my hair as a broken moan escaped her lips. "Y-You’re—nnh—so embarrassing—!" she gasped, her voice trembling with a mix of shame and need.

I didn’t care.

I dragged my nose along the damp fabric, nuzzling against her soaked lace, my tongue flicking out to trace the outline of her swollen lips through the material. Natalya’s legs shuddered, a desperate whimper spilling from her.

"A-Ah! Viper—!" she cried, her voice high and needy, her thoughts spiraling. [His nose is—oh God—his tongue is—nnh—it feels so good even through my panties!]

I pressed my tongue harder against the fabric, licking in slow, deliberate strokes, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her arousal seeping through. "You’re so wet for me, Boss," I murmured, my breath hot against her pussy. "I can taste how much you want this."

Natalya’s fingers tightened in my hair, her hips involuntarily rocking against my face. "N-No, I—I-I’m not—ah!—that wet—!" she lied, her voice breathy and unconvincing, another moan betraying her.

I chuckled darkly, my tongue swirling over the wet spot, pressing harder until the fabric was completely drenched, clinging to her aching clit. "Liar," I growled, my voice rough with lust. "You’re dripping, Boss. I can smell it. I can taste it."

"Nnnh—!" she whimpered, her body trembling, her thoughts a mess of pleasure and denial.

[I can’t—oh God—I can’t take it—his tongue is—ah!—so good—!]

I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties, my knuckles brushing against the smooth, damp fabric before I tugged them aside, finally exposing her to the cool air.

My breath caught at the sight—her pussy was completely bare, glistening and pink, not a single trace of hair left. The way the light caught the slick wetness of her folds made my cock throb painfully against my pants.

Natalya gasped, her hands instinctively flying to cover herself, her face burning crimson. "V-Viper—!" she stammered, her thoughts racing wildly.

[Did he like it? Oh God, I shaved it just now—I wanted it to be perfect for him—but what if he thinks it’s weird?]

I gripped her wrists, gently but firmly pinning them to her sides, my touch possessive and unyielding. My other hand roamed over her crotch, my fingers tracing the smooth, wet skin of her clean-shaven lips, feeling how hot and swollen she was.

Natalya squeaked, her body tensing as she tried to hide herself again, her thighs clamping shut. "W-Wait—!" she protested, her voice shaky with embarrassment.

I chuckled darkly, my thumb brushing over her clit, making her jolt. "Don’t hide from me, Boss," I commanded, my voice low and possessive. "Let me see how wet you are for me."

She bit her lip, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps, her thoughts spiraling.

[He’s looking at me—oh God, he’s really looking—does he like it? Does he think it’s too much?]

I traced my thumb over her slick folds, my touch light but deliberate, teasing her. "

You shaved

," I murmured, my voice rough with approval. "

Did you do this for me, Boss?

"

Natalya’s face flamed even brighter, her fingers clenching into fists at her sides. "N-No!" she lied, her voice too high, too quick. "I-I just like to keep it clean!"

I smirked, my thumb pressing harder against her clit, making her gasp. "Liar," I growled, my voice dark and knowing. "You did this for me. Didn’t you?"

She whimpered, her body trembling under my touch, her thoughts betraying her.

[Okay, fine! Yes, I did it for him! I wanted him to like it—I wanted to be perfect for him—]

I didn’t push her. Instead, I leaned in, my breath hot against her dripping pussy. "Good," I murmured, my voice thick with hunger. "Because I fucking love it."

Before she could react, I wrapped my lips around her swollen clit, my tongue flicking it hard and fast. Natalya cried out, her body jerking, her fingers digging into my hair.

"V-VIPER—!" she gasped, her voice broken and desperate, her thoughts a mess of pleasure and shock.

[Oh God—his mouth is—nnh—so good—!]

I sucked harder, my tongue swirling around her throbbing bud, my fingers spreading her folds to expose her fully. Natalya’s legs shuddered, her body tensing as I increased the pressure, my mouth working her clit with relentless precision.

"Ah!—F-Fuck—!" she moaned, her voice raw and needy, her hips bucking against my face. "Viper, I—I can’t—!"

I pulled back just enough to growl against her skin. "You can, Boss," I murmured, my voice muffled and dark. "And you will."

Natalya’s breath came in short, ragged gasps as my tongue lashed at her swollen clit, her fingers clawing at my hair, her body trembling under my touch. The slick, wet sounds of my mouth working her filled the room, her moans growing louder, more desperate with every flick of my tongue.

"V-Viper—!" she whimpered, her voice high and breathless, her thighs shaking around my head. "I—I can’t—nnh—it’s too much—!"

I sucked her clit harder, my tongue swirling around it in fast, relentless circles, my fingers pumping into her tight, dripping pussy. Natalya’s body jerked, her back arching off the bed as her moans turned into broken, needy cries.

"Ah!—F-Fuck—!" she gasped, her voice raw and trembling, her thoughts a mess of pleasure and panic.

[Oh God—oh God—it’s too much—I can’t—I’m gonna—!]

I curled my fingers inside her, hitting that sweet, sensitive spot that made her scream, my mouth working her clit with unrelenting pressure. Natalya’s breath hitched, her body tensing as something unexpected built inside her.

"Viper—I—I’m—!" she cried, her voice desperate and embarrassed, her fingers clenching in my hair.

And then—

A small, sudden gush of fluid sprayed from her, hitting my cheek, warm and unexpected. Natalya froze, her body locking up as the realization hit her.

"N-Nnnh—?!" she squeaked, her face burning crimson, her thoughts spiraling into mortification.

[Oh no—oh no—DID I JUST PEE ON HIM?! No, no, no—this can’t be happening—!]

Her moans cut off into a horrified whimper, her hands flying to cover her face as she tried to pull away. "V-Viper, I—I didn’t mean to—!" she stammered, her voice shaky and humiliated, her body trembling with shame.

I pulled back just enough to look up at her, my lips glistening with her arousal, my cheek damp from her accidental release. But instead of disgust, my eyes burned with hunger, my voice dark and rough.

"Boss," I growled, my thumb brushing over her clit again, making her jolt. "You didn’t pee."

Natalya’s wide, mortified eyes locked onto mine, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. "B-But—I—!"

I cut her off, my voice firm and possessive. "You squirted," I said, my tone approving, almost proud. "And it’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen."

Her face flamed even brighter, her thoughts a whirlwind of shock and relief.

[I—I squirted? That’s—that’s a real thing?! Oh God—he’s not mad—he likes it—!]

Before she could overthink, I dived back in, my tongue licking up every drop of her, my mouth working her clit with renewed hunger. Natalya gasped, her body jerking as pleasure flooded back through her.

"Ah!—V-Viper—!" she moaned, her voice breathy and needy, her fingers tangling in my hair again. "I—I didn’t know—I—nnh—!"

I sucked her clit into my mouth, my tongue flicking it fast and hard, my fingers pumping into her soaked pussy. Natalya’s moans grew louder, her body tensing as another wave of pleasure built inside her.