LINDA

Alaric dove right in, eating me up with a ferocious, relentless hunger. His tongue pressed insistently against my pussy, and yet every touch was executed with absolute care and control. His mouth covered my clit, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud in fast, steady circles while his thumbs gently held my thighs wide open, exposing every inch of me to his view. God, the man knew how to eat.

The heat radiating off his face, the damp, slick sliding sounds of his mouth against my skin, and the steady hum of his throat as he drank me in completely overwhelmed every single one of my senses.

"Please," I...