Chapter 3

Sophia’s POV.

He didn’t hesitate, diving in ravenously like a starved man, burying his face between my thighs with zero shame.

His rough tongue dragged through my soaked folds in long hungry strokes, flicking hard over my swollen clit before he shoved it straight into my dripping hole, tongue-fucking me deep and messy while he groaned loud right into my wetness.

The filthy wet sounds of him slurping and licking filled the bathroom stall, my juices coating his chin and dripping down his neck as he ate me like he could not get enough.

“Fuck, Ethan, yes, just like that,” I moaned, grinding my pussy harder against his...