Freya POV
“Speak, Freya, how do you feel?” Steve asked again
“It feels… warm. Wet. Your tongue is so soft right there. Mark never… he never even looked at it.”
I think mentioning Mark makes him go high as Steve sucked my c**t into his mouth. Deeper. Then released. Then again. Slow.
“More,” I begged. “Please don’t stop.”
He slid one finger inside me. Just one. Curved it up slowly while his mouth kept working my c**t. I could hear how wet I was. The little sound every time his finger moved.
“Talk, Freya.”
“It’s getting tighter. I feel it building already. Your finger is hitting that spot. Keep sucking. Please keep sucking.”
He added a second finger. Stretched me slowly. His tongue circled my c**t in steady laps. Not fast. Not hard. Just constant. My cuffed hands pressed down on my s
