Letting Him Claime Me

Charlie

The warm wet press of his tongue upon my clit sent shivers of pleasure down my spine. I braced myself with my hands behind me on the table. My wrists ached but I didn’t give a damn as I hung my head back and closed my eyes.

Benji worked his tongue in slow circles around my swollen and very sensitive clit. I tried to keep my legs apart for him, but when his slow strokes turned into quick flicks my legs trembled and I lost control of muscles I was not accustomed to letting take over for themselves. My legs tried to close and Benji pushed them apart and left one hand on the inside of each of my thighs to keep them there.

His fingers dug into the flesh of my legs while his tongue plunged low to trace my opening.

Whimpering, I looked back down at him. I couldn’t look away. He worked with determined ease that had me biting down on my bottom lip as soft moans escaped me and I inched closer and closer to the first climax a man had given me in years.

I reached down and ran my fingers t