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The moment his tongue made contact, the world outside the bedroom ceased to exist.
Zeus dove into me with a precision that felt surgical and a hunger that felt primal.
He started with long, slow laps that spanned the entire length of my heat, his tongue flat and firm, dragging against my c**t with a pressure that made my vision blur.
"Oh fuck... Zeus!" I shrieked, my fingers knotting into his hair, pulling him closer even though there was nowhere closer to be.
He didn't slow down. He began to swirl his tongue around my nub, creating a vortex of friction that sent electric shocks straight to my spine.
Every time I thought I had reached my limit, he shifted his rhythm, flicking rapidly against the most sensitive spot before slowing down to a torturous, teasing crawl.
The heat
