Emma’s POV
It starts with a quickie at dawn.
Richard wakes me with his mouth between my thighs, slowing his tongue until I’m gasping his name into the pillow.
I’m still half-asleep when I feel the sheet slide down my body, cool air kissing my skin before his warm hands part my legs. His lips brush the inside of my thigh first; soft, teasing kisses that make me stir, then higher, until his breath ghosts over my already-wet folds.
He licks me first, the flat of his tongue dragging from my entrance to my c**t in one lazy stroke. I moan into the pillow, hips lifting instinctively. He hums in approval, the vibration shooting straight through me, and does it again, slower this time, savoring every inch.
His hands grip my thighs, holding me open as he settles in. He circles my c**t with t
