Chapter Twenty-five
Faith’s eyes fell closed and her back arched as her fingers tightened in long, auburn hair as Wyatt’s head began to quickly bob between her legs, the pressure building into a crescendo of pleasure that was unstoppable. Wyatt held on to Faith’s spread thighs as Faith’s hips bucked wildly with the violent release that rushed through her body.
Her cry was loud as it erupted from her throat, deep and guttural. She fell back to earth, both physically and mentally as Wyatt’s tongue gave her some reprieve, soft lips leaving a gentle kiss where her tongue had just been. Faith felt the warmth of Wyatt’s body move atop her own. She wrapped her arms around her, her breath slowing somewhat. She sighed into the kiss Wyatt initiated, her lips and tongue covered in the slick warmth
