Chapter 220
- PLEASURE
- I double my efforts, my tongue swirling around his tip and my hand stroking his shaft with firm, steady motions. His hips buck slightly, and I can tell he's teetering on the edge. But so am I. The friction of his fingers against my clitoral area is driving me wild, each stroke bringing me closer to my own release.
- "You're so good at this," he groans, his voice thick with pleasure. "So fucking good."