Chapter 83

• He didn’t answer. His mouth pressed against my soaking wet area through the fabric and I couldn't help the cry that tore through me. He pulled my underwear aside, and then his tongue was on me, inside me, everywhere, relentless.
• He teased my clit, licking and sucking on it lightly like it was the tastiest meal he ever had and wanted to savor it. I writhed beneath him, hips bucking, a choked moan spilling out as I clutched at his hair, his shoulders, anything to anchor myself while he undid me completely.
• Every stroke, every suck, every flick of his tongue dragged me higher, burning, shaking, until I felt my climax building up and dug my fingers harder into his neck. My voice broke on his name again and again, raw and desperate.