ZARA POV
Sliding one finger inside my wet heat, he settled back on his stomach, and his tongue was just as torturously gentle as before. Only this time, there was no trying to drive him. I pulled on the restraints, but they were surprisingly strong. When I tried bucking my hips, he kept me flat against the mattress, pinning me down like a bug.
The man above me was relentless, his movements a dizzying blur. I arched my back, a strangled cry escaping my lips as pleasure surged through me. Stars exploded behind my eyelids, each flash of light a testament to the overwhelming intensity building within me. “Hero,” I gasped, my voice hoarse.
Heat streaks my cheeks, to say I am mortified is putting it mildly. No man has ever eaten me out there and I don't think anyone would ever eat me the wa
