Chapter 1456: Cousins Live Porn? (r-18)

Delilah came to her cousin the way a shy girl crosses a ballroom.

She was slow and with her eyes lowered and her cheeks on fire, painfully aware that every gaze in the room was fixed on her.

She waded through the steaming water toward the edge of the pool where Phei sat waiting!

’She’s cute!’

Her breasts rose and fell with each nervous breath like lanterns swaying on a festival night and her nipples were already drawn tight and dark— ’and hot.’ Phei added.

Her hips swayed with every step whether she wanted them to or not.

When she reached him she stopped between his knees and looked up at him and then at the others gathered around the pool before she quickly looked back at him, and her face burned brighter by the second.

Between her thighs her pussy was already parted and glistening wet in the steam.

"They’re all watching," she whispered.

"They are," Phei agreed.

"Every single one of them."

"Every single one," he said, and cupped her flushed cheek in his right palm. "So don’t look at them. Look at me."

Delilah looked at him; the others simply faded.

Phei didn’t take her the way he had taken Valentina.

There was no wild crash and no frantic grab and nor daring to leap into his lap.

Instead he slid down off the stone and into the water with her and gathered her into his arms and kissed her slow and deep the way a man kisses someone he intends to keep for a very long time.

His hands framed her face while his thumbs stroked her cheekbones.

His tongue slipped past her lips and tasted her softly and then more deeply until the stiffness in her shoulders began to melt and her hands crept up to rest against his chest. Her breasts pressed soft against him as her body melted into his.

"Phei~" she breathed into his mouth.

"I’m here, cuz."

He lifted her out of the water and laid her down on the wide smooth stone at the pool’s edge, where someone had already spread a pile of soft towels. By the look of the Goddess’s small satisfied smile, it had been her.

Delilah settled back onto them while her black lashes fluttered and her hair fanned out beneath her, and her body stretched out before him like an offering she wasn’t quite brave enough to make on purpose.

’Gods, she is beautiful.’

Phei knelt between her thighs and let himself look.

He looked at her breasts as they rose and fell with each quick breath.

He looked at the soft curve of her stomach and the round flare of her hips and her thighs that trembled under his gaze. He looked at the place between them where her pussy glistened like a rose after rain and a slow bead of nectar welled at her entrance below the swollen bud of her clit.

Delilah saw him looking and covered her face with both hands.

"Don’t stare," she moaned.

"Too late," Phei said, and gently pulled her hands away. "I’m going to stare at you for a very long time, Delilah. You might as well get used to it."

He kissed her neck; Phei knew exactly where she was sensitive because he’d spent weeks learning every inch of her before they even ever fucked. There was a hidden spot just beneath her left ear where a single kiss made her whole body shiver. He found it now and pressed his lips there light as a feather, and Delilah gasped and arched up off the towels as if he’d touched a live wire.

"Ahh— Phei— not there—"

"Especially there," he murmured, and kissed it again.

He kissed his way down the side of her throat slow and open-mouthed and then across her collarbone, and he lingered in the soft hollow at its center. Then he moved down between her breasts and pressed his face into the warm valley there and breathed her in. He took her left breast in his right hand and lifted it and kissed the sensitive crease where it met her ribs, a place nobody ever thought to kiss.

Delilah whimpered: "Phei—"

He moved to her nipple and took it into his mouth.

He sucked it slowly and rolled it with his tongue and let his teeth graze it so gently she wasn’t sure if she’d imagined it. Then he moved to the other and did the same, back and forth and unhurried, until both her nipples were wet; Delilah writhed on the towels.

"Look at her," Soraya murmured from the other side of the pool. "She’s already shaking, and he hasn’t even touched her yet."

Delilah’s face went scarlet and she tried to cover it again.

Phei caught her wrists and pinned them gently above her head with his left hand holding both.

"I said look at me love— only me cuz," he reminded her softly.

She looked at him. Her eyes were wet and bright and just as helpless.

He kept kissing down her body.

He kissed down the soft curve of her stomach where every kiss made her muscles flutter and down to her hip bone where he nipped gently and made her yelp. Before he slid down further and released her wrists and pressed his lips to the inside of her knee and then the inside of her thigh and then higher until he reached the sensitive crease where her thigh met her body.

He kissed it and licked it and blew a slow cool breath across her pussy that made her thighs jump and a fresh bead of nectar well at her entrance.

"Phei— please— please—"

"Please what, love?"

"You know what!" Delilah whimpered, and hid her face in her arm.

He knew— he gave it to her.

He kissed her pussy softly once right over her swollen clit and then again slower.

Then he licked her from her entrance to her clit in one long flat stroke; Delilah cried out and grabbed his hair with both hands. He did it again and again and wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked gently at first and then deeper while his tongue circled it in slow maddening patterns until her hips began to roll against his mouth in desperate little lifts.

He parted her with both thumbs and pushed his tongue inside her pussy to gather the sweet flood there.

"Gods— Phei— Phei—"

He slid two fingers of his right hand inside her pussy.

He did it slowly and let her walls clutch and flutter around each knuckle, and then he curled them up and forward, searching. It didn’t take him long because he knew her body too well. His fingertips found the soft ridged swell high on her front wall and pressed against it firm and steady while his lips kept sucking her clit.

Delilah screamed— it was a mistake as it burst out of her raw and loud before she could stop it and echoed off the tiles of the bathing chamber as her back arched clean off the towels.

Her thighs clamped around his head and her fingers twisted in his hair. Phei held her down with his left arm across her hips and kept going. His fingers stroked the spot in slow deliberate come-hither motions while his tongue flicked her clit in perfect time, and Delilah’s scream broke apart into a long shuddering moan.

"Oh my gods," Soraya breathed, her eyes enormous. "Oh my gods. It’s like watching live porn." She grabbed Melissa’s arm. "Live porn between my sister, her man and my man too. Right in front of me. This is real and it’s fucking HOT!"