Chapter Nineteen
This wasn’t a dream. This was real. I was letting a stranger f**k me with his tongue and I didn’t want him to stop. He could have tied me to that loop and I wouldn’t have cared as long as he never stopped giving me the pleasure that he was giving me now.
His hand moved to my outer thigh, pushing it up slightly and I looked down at him. Biting my lower lip at the hunger that burned in his pale green eyes.
“Spencer, don’t stop.” I panted, his tongue moved to sweep through my folds up to my c**t. He sucked the hardened nub into his mouth and my back arched as pleasure shot through me like lightning. “Just like that, oh god.”
He growled against my s*x, his fingers tightening on my thigh. He worked his tongue against my c******s, working it around my c**t, and everything
