Brielle
Zadyre’s tongue worked magic on my c******s, and all I could scream out was his name.
He wasn’t letting go, he wasn’t slowing down until I shook in his hold, my hands both grabbing his hair and putting scratches on his skin as I fought for breath, stars circling my vision.
He pulled away, his lips parted and eyes dark with desire as he watched me battle to catch my breath, and he licked his lips, and a guttural sound echoed from his chest.
“f**k you tatse so delicious.” He whispered, and I shivered as he leaned down over me to capture my lips in a kiss.
I moved my lips against his, tasting myself on them.
He pulled away and started kissing my neck slowly, biting and nibbling on my skin down to my n*****s, taking one into his warm mouth.
“Oh Zadyre.” I cried, my hands weaving
