Finally she felt his tongue stoke her c**t. It was agonizingly slow and only gently grazed her. But it sent waves of pleasure shooting through her body. Aislinn was shaking with need as Cullen lapped tentatively at her c**t and ran his tongue along her slit to her weeping opening before dipping inside and causing more moaning.
He was getting to a point where he wasn't going to be able to keep torturing her, no matter how much he was enjoying the display and her needy moaning. Cullen stood up and took his c**k in one hand as he lined up for what he really wanted.
The knot at the base was already hard and large and would hurt a little as he pushed into her. But he had learned this week that she didn't mind a little pain if he did it right. Aislinn wiggled some more. She was looking back ov
