Medora
“f**k,” I moaned as Reign plunged two fingers inside me, slow but deliberate. My body clenched around him, my back arching, toes curling as he moved deep, curling his fingers just right.
“Ahhh,” I whimpered, my senses drowning in pleasure.
His lips found my n****e, warm and insistent, his tongue swirling over the sensitive bud before sucking it deep into his mouth.
“Yes,” I gasped, my eyes rolling back as the dual sensation overwhelmed me—his fingers working me open, his mouth worshiping my breasts.
He switched between them, his tongue flicking, teasing, while his fingers thrust harder, deeper. His thumb found my c**t, pressing down in slow, torturous circles.
I was coming apart.
“f**k, Reign,” I whimpered, my hands fisting in his hair, my body trembling as he pushed me clos
