Chapter 4

His tongue dragged slow and flat over my dripping folds one more time, then he settled in between my spread thighs like he had all night and nowhere else to be.

He pushed my knees wider with his big hands, holding me open, and buried his face against my cunt.

The first real thrust of his tongue went straight inside me, thick and hot and wet, fucking into my entrance the same way his fingers had, only softer and deeper and hungrier.

He licked up into me hard, scooping out the slick that kept pouring out of me, then dragged that same tongue all the way up to...