TENNA.
The first touch of his tongue against me sent a jolt of electricity racing through every nerve ending in my body.
Elliot didn't bother with gentle exploration or teasing touches.
He attacked me with the same focused intensity he brought to combat training. His mouth worked me with devastating precision and the cry that tore from my throat was loud enough to echo off the high ceiling of the pool house.
"That's exactly what I want to hear," he said without bothering to lift his mouth more than a centimeter away from me. The vibration of his words against my oversensitive flesh made my hips jerk involuntarily. "Give me more. Be louder."
His tongue flattened completely against my c**t and the pleasure that shot through me was so intense I actually saw white spots dancing across my
