Mira's POV

I moaned before my eyes were even fully open. His tongue was flat and broad, licking slow and deep through my folds, lapping up the mess from last night. He groaned against me, the vibration shooting straight through my clit. Then he pushed his tongue inside me, fucking me with it in slow, deliberate strokes, tasting everything he’d left there. I was still swollen and sensitive from riding him, still full of his cum, and he was licking it all up like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.

“Oh god…” I gasped, voice hoarse from sleep and from how he’d used my throat the night before....