Chapter 106

The confidence of his answer sends a thrill through me. He increases the pressure of his finger, and my muscles start to tighten as I squirm beneath him. I know something big is about to happen.

He presses the pad of his tongue against my clit and starts to roll it in tight, slow circles that are bringing me to the point of madness.

“Tell me,” he whispers against my clit, and the heat of his breath on my sensitive skin is doing nothing to help the situation. “Tell me and I’ll give

You more pleasure than you ever thought possible, Ivy.” Oh, god, I want that. I really, really want that.

My need to cum is downright painful, and I sound like a woman who’s about to hyperventilate, so I close my eyes and tell him.

“Fine. You win,” I gasp.

“I always do,” is his cocky response, and it makes me laugh even though I’m holding on to my sanity by one loose thread.

“I sometimes would think about you eating out another place,” I say, hedging around the particulars.

“Oh? And what place would that be?