“I’d hook your legs over my shoulders while I run my tongue along your wet slit. You’d shudder and tremble and beg me to stop, but I wouldn’t. I’d lick you harder and faster until you came all over my tongue. And I bet you taste just as sweet as you used to.” He dragged his teeth along my bottom lip.
I held on to him tightly, my nails digging into his skin as he brought me closer to the edge. As his fingers sunk inside me, his thumb pushed into my throbbing clit. I gasped and pushed my naked, wet body against his solid one. I writhed against him until he brought his mouth to my ear and whispered, “Come for me, Gina. Hard.”
He pressed his fingers deeper
