I ground down on his face, riding him, shameless, smearing my wet all over his mouth and chin. His groans vibrated against me, and the more I moved, the deeper he pushed, the harder he sucked, until it was too much.
The orgasm slammed into me without warning. My back arched off the bed, my p***y clenched tight around his tongue, and a ragged moan ripped out of me.
“Ohhh—Killian—yes—”
He didn’t stop. He let me flood his mouth, lapped it up greedily, rode the wave with me, dragging it out until I was thrashing against him. When I tried to close my thighs, he shoved them open wider, licking one long stripe over me that made me cry out all over again.
When he finally let my wrists go, I sagged limp into the sheets. He pulled back just enough to grin, face wet with me, lips shining.
“f**k,
