WARM BREATH BRUSHES BETWEEN MY THIGHS BEFORE I’M EVEN FULLY AWAKE.
At first, I think it’s a dream — the kind I always have about Dmitry every night where he has his tongue against me, eating me out and whispering filthy words against my skin until I fall apart. But the moment something warm lands squarely against my c**t, the dream turns into a shuddering reality.
My eyes snap open, lips parting into a loud gasp as I fully register the warmth between my legs. My legs are also raised up in the air, resting against something hard, and the blanket covering my body is nowhere there.
Dmitry is between my legs, his face against my p***y.
The moment the realization clicks in my mind, his tongue moves to my entrance, and he pushes it in slowly, the action making me grab his hair instantly. “D
