Delilah
If there was one thing about Double that I loved more than I loved him as a man it was that sinfully wicked mouth.
A mouth that was already trailing kissing up my thighs as he tugged my jeans over my feet, or at least over one foot. He only needed one let free to fling over his shoulder and bare me fully to him.
And then he went to work.
Lips, fingers, tongue. All touching, sucking and licking me into a frenzy.
How was it fair that he was so good at this? He could literally get me to agree to anything with a few skilled flicks of the tip of his tongue.
“Del you taste amazing.” He thrust his tongue upwards and I felt the intrusion, as I weighed against him. My legs already trembling as I grabbed hold of his hair with both hands, grinding against him.
I always needed more wh
