Ghost’s arms shot out, ripping my body to his face and diving right in.
“Oh…. Fuck.” His tongue probed my opening before sliding slowly up to my c**t. Every nerve ending in my body came alive as his tongue strummed against my core.
“I’ve been dying to taste you,” he growled, nipping at my c**t. The sting was quickly replaced by a slow, flat swipe of his tongue.
His hands moved from my hips to my ass, pulling me flush with his face. My knees pressed into the plush bed as I shamelessly rode his face.
Fingertips dug into my skin, spreading my ass while his tongue played me like a goddamned violin. Every movement was like he knew what I wanted. What I needed. And at this rate, I was going to come hard and fast.
My fingers gripped his hair as I fought the urge to succumb to the pleasur
