OVIE POV
I shudder at the scent of her juice. She smells like fruit and s*x. Strong and erotic.
"Relax for me, love," Her chest heaves at my words. I pull her hips closer to me and finally have a taste of her.
Her palm snaps to cover her eyes at the touch of my tongue.
"Not how this works, baby. Watch me pleasure you."
"Ovie," She groans before obliging.
I flick the tip of my tongue on her c**t. My hand pins her down as she tries moving away.
I do the same few times before sucking in her entrance. My c**k strains against my pant.
Her eyes are wide and dark, reflecting the distorted ceiling light. They hold a mix of shame and breathless anticipation, exactly what I need to see. I want her mind to be present for this consumption, for this surrender.
I move my head lower, taking a de
