“I’m going to f*****g devour you.”
I shivered.
From the anticipation.
From the look of hunger on his face.
From his feral lips as they moved down my chest, surrounding my n****e, repeatedly tugging it with his teeth. Each pull lifted me higher, my back arching before I landed.
“Oh God.”
Suddenly, he was moving lower. My stomach the next target, pecking around my belly button and across to each hip, pausing at the base of me.
His nose wedged between my lips.
“f**k me.” He breathed in more of me. “I can never get enough of that scent.”
He didn’t move. He just replicated the same action.
In and out.
As though I were his oxygen.
And then I was suddenly on my knees, straddling his face, his mouth beneath my p***y.
“Ohhh.” I shook.
In one quick swipe, he had me trembling even harde
