Nic leaned back in his chair, his muscles relaxing as the intensity of his climax faded into short spurts. He watched in satisfaction as Rose remained kneeled between his legs, her tongue darting out to suck up the last threads of cum dribbling from the head of his cock.
She was careful, ensuring that not a single drop was spilled or wasted. And as his orgasm slowly came to an end, she let go of his cock, now thoroughly cleaned and glistening with her saliva.
As she sat back with empty mouth, she felt a dull ache radiating through the cheeks and temples. She held her dislocated jaw with both hands and looked up at Nic, her eyes wide and quivering with a mixture of pain and uncertainty.
But then, the hesitation vanished and the look in her eyes turned into a desperate determination. She took a deep, shuddering breath and using every ounce of her strength, she shoved her jaw back into its socket in one decisive motion.
As the bone slammed back into place, a sudden burst of pain exploded through her skull and the intensity of the shock made her dizzy for a moment.
Nic stared down at the girl in surprise and confusion, as he hadn't even realized he had broken her jaw in the first place.
The surprise lasted only a moment before he understood the situation and a new spark of hunger ignited in his gaze.
Without a word, he gripped the edge of the wooden table and pushed it away with a harsh scrape against the floor, clearing the space between them. He then reached down and pulled her up from the floor, dragging her trembling body upward to face him.
Rose stood up, her face flushed and her lips swollen. Her eyes were shimmering with an unquenchable desire as she licked the remnants of his cum off her succulent lips.
She then glanced back at the empty plates, and turned to him with a bright smile full of joy and mischief. "Did you like it?" she asked softly, though the answer was already written in the cleared plates and the way he was looking at her.
Nic didn't answer with words. Instead, he grabbed her waist and pulled her into his lap. He looked down at her, his lips curling into a smirk.
"Yes," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated against her skin.
Rose's smile widened and she let out a tiny, muffled squeal as she hid her face in his embrace, shaking her legs back and forth like a little kid.
The contrast between her innocence and the degradation she just went through for him heightened Nic's arousal.
He let out a low chuckle and raised her head up to face him. "But I'm still hungry..."
Rose opened her mouth to tell him she had prepared more food, but the words died in her throat as he finished the sentence, his voice dropping to a deep, sultry growl. "...for you."
The raw desire in his gaze and the tone of his voice made her tremble. A familiar heat spread through her body and she could feel her pussy becoming a dripping mess and soaking through her underwear.
She looked down shyly, unable to maintain eye contact, and gave a small, eager nod of agreement. Not that he needed it.
Nic stood up, lifting her with ease and set her down on the dining table. He reached over and pushed the empty plates and cutlery off to one side, clearing space for her.
Rose laid back onto the hard wooden surface, her breath speeding up as she spread her legs apart for him. However, as the cool air hit her, she realized her panties are completely saturated, dripping with the juices of her arousal.
She tried to snap her legs shut in a hurry, but Nic was faster. He gripped her thighs, pinning them wide open and forced her to remain exposed.
He observed the dark, wet stain blooming through the fabric of her panties and leaned down, his nose twitching at her feminine musk. He smiled and opened his mouth, dragging his warm tongue over the wet fabric.
Rose let out a loud, uncontrolled moan, her back arching off the table. Her thighs instinctively clamped around Nic's head, pulling him closer as the friction of his tongue through the cloth sent sparks through her nerves.
But he wasn't done. With a quick tug, Nic pulled the panties aside and licked her raw from the bottom to the top, his tongue sweeping over her sensitive folds with expert precision.
He then focused his attention on her clit, teasing the swollen nub with nibbling bites and sharp pulls. Rose groaned and whimpered, her hips bucking against the table as she succumbed to the stimulation of his experienced tongue.
After thoroughly cleaning the wetness from her pussy lips, Nic shifted his approach. He slid two long fingers inside her, the sudden intrusion making her gasp. Then he began to twist and curl his fingers, dragging them steadily across her inner walls and stimulating her g-spot.
The sensation was electric. It felt as though a bolt of lightning had struck her pussy and travelled up her spine before exploding at the back of her head. Rose gasped, her entire body arching in a violent curve as she struggled to handle the overload of stimuli.
Desperate to keep from screaming, she curled her fingers into tight fists and bit down on them, muffling her cries. Nic continued to work his fingers in a rhythmic pace while simultaneously teasing her clit and lapping up the torrent of juices spilling out of her.
"Oh GOD!!!" Her desperate plea burst through her lips, a loud cry of sheer, unadulterated pleasure.
Within a minute, the tension became unbearable. Rose reached her peak and exploded with a loud moan that echoed through the house.
Her body convulsed in violent tremors as the orgasm ripped through her body, triggering a powerful eruption of her release that sprayed across Nic's face and the table.
After she came down from the high, Rose collapsed back onto the wood, her breath heavy and labored. And her body continued to tremble with lingering aftershocks, her mind a blank slate of pleasure as she drifted in the blissful aftermath of his touch.