He slid two thick fingers inside me, curling them perfectly while his tongue attacked my c**t. I was so sensitive from the previous orgasm that I was already climbing again.
"Adrian— I’m close again— please—"
"Not yet," he commanded, slowing just enough to keep me on the edge. "You c*m when I say."
I whimpered and begged, hips grinding against his face. "Please… I can’t hold it… let me c*m on your tongue— please!"
He finally gave in. "c*m for me. Now."
The second orgasm tore through me even harder. I screamed his name, my thighs clamping around his head as I gushed against his mouth.
He didn’t stop. He kept licking and fingering me through it, then pushed me toward a third before I’d even recovered."Adrian— it’s too much— I can’t—"
"You can," he growled against my p***y. "Give me on
