Chapter 53

• Yvonne's POV
• I was on fire, my body aching for more. He moved lower, his hands gripping my hips, his breath hot against my pussy. He sniffed, a low growl escaping him, and then he was tasting me, his tongue delving into my folds.
• I cried out, my hips bucking against him. He held me steady, his tongue flicking against my clit, his fingers thrusting into me. I was lost, adrift in a sea of pleasure. He played me like a fine instrument, his touch expert, his mouth skilled. I was a puppet, my body dancing to his tune, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave.