Sexual moment

When I got down to nothing, I turned and laid on the bed as I spread my legs wide open for him. He watched my every move but still wouldn't move. I was going to change that.

I reached between my legs and slowly ran my fingers through my wet lips. The sensation made me inhale a sharp breath and the further south I went, the wetter I became.

His eyes were hooded and I could tell by his tight fists and jaw that I was torturing him, but all he had to do was come here. I was all his and I needed him to know that.

And when I slipped two fingers inside and let out a moan, he finally moved. It wasn't a subtle move. No, he marched toward me like he was on a mission.

He dropped to his knees, grabbed my legs, and roughly pulled me to the edge of the bed. Then his mouth was on my clit and I let out a guttural groan.

Holy fuck his tongue feels amazing!

He tasted and teased as he flicked his tongue over my clit and moaned against me. I threw my head back into the bed and gripped the comforter as I