He lifted his head for a moment, his lips wet, then went back down, licking slowly and deliberately. His tongue teased my entrance while his fingers rolled inside me, hitting that same spot again and again, building new heat even though my body was begging for rest.
Tears filled my eyes because it was overwhelming. The pleasure mixed with a sharp edge of too much, making my whole body tense and shake, but somewhere deep inside, it still felt good in a way I could not explain.
“Gunnar, it feels like I am dying. Please stop,” I whimpered as another wave hit me, smaller but still intense. My legs tried to close, but he kept them open with his shoulders, giving me no relief.
He groaned again. “You are not dying, Riley. You are feeling something powerful, and this is how you will control the
