Chapter 51 In The Dark

• He planted soft kisses down her chest, to her belly and when he got to her hips, he stopped for a minute. Widending her legs so he could access her wet opening well.
• “You… you didn’t do this that night.” Isla whispered, almost moaning as she felt his breath against her sensitive clit.
• “I know.” The tip of his tingue brushed her wetness, extracting another moan from her. “I used my finger that night. I want to use my tongue this night.” He said and he didn’t give roam for her to catch her breath before he buried his face in her spot.