RAINE’S POV
My body was on fire, and I knew if he didn’t stop, I was going to be consumed by it. The minute Cyril’s tongue pulled out of my wet p***y lips, my body stilled, my legs wide open, watching as he moved around, examining me.
His lips crashed into mine as his fingers stabbed the walls of my p***y. I was coming down from an orgasm and entering into another one.
God! Cyril was going to kill me. I mumbled something softly and opened my eyes the minute he drew his fingers out of me.
“That was so much better than being bent over and f****d!” I said breathlessly
“I’m not done yet!” Cyril lifted me from the counter, carrying me up the stairs. I could feel his c**k beneath me, as stiff as a metal rod and probably dying to plunge into my depths.
When we got to his room, he led me to
