“More. Faster. I need ”

He sucked my clit into his mouth and slid two fingers inside me, curling them perfectly, and I nearly screamed. He found that spot inside me that made my toes curl and he stroked it relentlessly while his tongue worked my clit.

The orgasm built fast and intense. My hands fisted in his hair, holding him exactly where I needed him, and he groaned against me like he loved it.

“That’s it,” he encouraged. “Ride my face. Take what you need.”

I did, grinding against his mouth shamelessly as the pressure coiled tighter and tighter. When I came, it was with his name on my...