She slid three fingers into me, pushing slowly, perfectly, my pleasure mounting until it filled my chest and gut and throat. I felt my mouth stretch wide, but no scream came out, only a breathless choking moan as…
“G*d, yes," I half-sobbed. “Yes, yes…"
Her lips grazed below my pelvis, hinting lower, lower. I arched toward her, spreading myself as wide as I could. Then I felt her tongue toy with me, a quick flicker against my cl*t. I groaned, biting back pleas.
“Miss Brooks," whispered Melinda's silky dark voice, as I twisted with yearning. “Do not come until you have permission. Do you understand?"
I groaned in answer as her fingers plunged slow and deep, tips curling against that one precious spot inside me that threatened to shatter me apart all at once.
“Do you understand?"
Finge
