Shane
Adea opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out. A growl of approval vibrates through my chest and she clenches her thighs for the second time since she’s been on her knees. Her hands are balled into fists on her thighs. It was done to hold herself back from doing what she wants, to stop her from reaching out and touching me. Her chest rises and falls as she waits for what’s next. She had only orgasmed a few minutes ago and I’m pleased to know she’s ready for another. I squeeze my c**k as I count to four again.
One.
Two.
Three.
Fucking four.
“Stay still for me, Princess.”
More eagerly than I would have liked, I bring my tip down on her tongue and pause. Her tongue is warm and wet but it’s not enough. I need more. I need so much more. She doesn’t move and I lift my tip. She lift
