A Taste of Trust *
As I parted her legs, I started by kissing her inner thighs, my tongue tracing patterns that had her squirming in delight. Misaki's breathing grew heavier with each touch, and her eyes never left mine, a silent communication of trust and excitement passing between us.
"Misaki, tell me if I make you uncomfortable, alright? I'm about to taste you right here." I frankly stated, placing a gentle kiss at the juncture of her thighs, hinting her at the intimate act I was about to perform.
The girl's lower body quivered slightly as she nodded her consent, her eyes filled with a mix of nervousness and excitement. She was ready for this next step in our relationship, and I was going to make sure it was nothing but pleasure for her. That's the least I can do after corrupting her this much.
I leaned in closer, letting my warm breath tickle the delicate skin of her inner thighs.
Misaki's legs tensed as she let out a soft gasp as my mouth closed into her sacred place.