chapter 19

He laughs faintly through gritted teeth, jumping as my tongue touches his sensitive tip.

“Fuck, Manila,” he finally says when he recovers his breath.

I grin and slide to my feet beside him. “Hot enough for you?”

His eyes flash, dangerous. “Not even close.” Before I can react, he lifts me off the floor. Carries me across the room and tosses me down on the mattress, pushing my legs wide apart.

“My turn,” he says, his gaze hot.

Yes, please.

He slides between my legs, and before long, that strong, broad tongue of his is making me scream. I wrap my legs around his shoulders, fist my hands in his hair, let myself go. There’s no one around to hear—at least, no one I mind overhearing. No neighbors or babies sleeping. We can be as loud and as wild as we want.

He makes me come three times, alternating between that sexy tongue of his and his fingers, curling them inside me expertly to hit just the right spot. By the time I finish the third time, he slides to his feet, his cock hard as a rock aga