I gripped the sheets, moaning his name like a prayer. “Kai… oh God…”

He ate me like he was starving — tongue working my clit in steady, relentless strokes while his fingers pumped in and out, curling and rubbing. The wet, obscene sounds filled the room. My thighs trembled around his head. The pleasure built fast and sharp, coiling tight in my belly.

When I came, it hit me like a wave — sudden, intense, my pussy clamping down on his fingers as I cried out, back arching off the bed. He didn’t stop. He kept licking and sucking through the spasms, drawing it out until I was shaking and...