Hailey
And Damien? He was dragging me there, one excruciating flick of his tongue at a time.
Breathing shakily, I readjusted my purchase on the bed, my thighs falling open, shaking, at the next lap of his tongue and then he slid his tongue of me. I opened myself wider, surrendering to the torment of his slow, methodical worship.
"Oh, Damien," My head lolled back as the moan escaped me.
One hand gripped the sheets beneath me, knuckles white with tension, while the other found its way into his thick, dark hair. My fingers threaded through it, blunt nails dragging across his scalp, and for just a moment, I swore I felt him shudder beneath me. The sight of a man like Damien- powerful, unyielding- shuddering under my touch sent a rush of adrenaline coursing through me.
His tong
