Chapter 31

• "Fuck!" I cry out as he sucks my clit inside his warm mouth, I feel high. Stephane is a drug that I am addicted to and I didn't even know it. He has worked his way into my brain and has taken permanent residence.
• Stephane sucks gently at first, I am fisting the sheets, pinching his back, my face is scrunched into a picture of pure ecstasy, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, this feels better than good. Just when I feel like I can't take it any longer, he pauses, giving me the much needed respite, only to dip his tongue into my entrance, lapping at my juices straight from the source, I arch my back as a loud cry is wrenched free from deep within me.
• On instinct, I try to wriggle free from him and that treacherously expert tongue, but he holds me tight, in place, no chances of escape whatsoever.