Olive's POV
He passed his wet tongue over the slit of my cunt, resting above my throbbing c**t. The slitter of his tongue sent ripples through my core, plunging me into a tidal wave. He dived deeper, forging a way into my lapping, lapping dangerously at the juice soaking my walls.
Rotating my hip, I wanted to tell him he was doing a good job making me feel good. I wanted him to eat me up until I was lifeless and empty.
I settled my legs over his shoulders, toes curled. But he looked up at me with an icy glare that reminded me of his threats. Frightfully, I released my legs from his shoulders, dropping them into the water.
"What do you think you're doing?" He rasped, gripping my things with both hands.
"I_ I..." I stuttered, tearing my gaze away from him.
"Why did you take down your l
