65|Beyond My Control

~Viviana~

Each lick, swirl, and twirl of Roman’s tongue against my slick entrance prompted how ravenous he can be. How starving he was, he reminded me over and over.

His hungry form slotted in one of the wooden chairs, rough hands held me wide open with a firm hold on my knees while he had his teeth tugging on my swollen clit.

I came twice, but he wasn’t satisfied. My body, still trembling from my second orgasm, now shivers as another build-up rockets within my core. I had my arms stretched up, reaching for the edge of the table with a vice grip, my nails digging painfully on the plank. My butt cheek hung on the brink of the table, a stream of my warm juice dribbled down my back entrance, a few drops that escaped Roman’s sinful mouth.

Pleasure gradually