"Ah, Dylan," I breathed as his hands slid beneath my panties, tugging them down in one swift motion. I gripped the sheets tightly as his lips trailed down my skin, sending shivers through me. He parted my legs and one of it instinctively went to his shoulder.
I closed my eyes, lost in the sensations as his tongue met my sensitive skin, skillfully moving with gentle pressure. My fingers tangled in his hair as a surge of pleasure built, releasing softly against him.
With one tender flick, he caressed me clean, then leaned over me, his body poised above mine. His toned abs and warm gaze is making me weak. Just feeling his presence, I couldn't help but call his name. It was surreal, like being lifted to a heavenly place by someone who knew exactly what he was doing.
"s**t, Zeina, you're so…
