I didn’t understand what he meant, but as he moved downward and then continued to kiss my body as he moved in between my legs, I knew exactly what he wanted. He tugged down on my pants.
“Take it off. All off.”
He wasn’t asking me, he was just telling me—or maybe himself—what he wanted. I didn’t even know if he was reacting to me. Part of me didn’t care that Tom could be watching us, wanting to be like us. But he couldn’t do that. No man could make me feel the way that Liam was making me feel right now as his tongue darted into my p***y, and knowing that he was taking my orgasm made me want to give it to him even more.
My body trembled as it felt the pleasure he was giving to me. He moved with expertise; I wasn’t naïve enough to think that I was the first girl that he had done this for,
