Cavell’s lips went further down to taste Djora. He inhaled her sweet aroma before planting a kiss on her center.
“Oh, God! Babe!” Her moan went louder when his tongue touched and licked her more intimately.
“You taste so exotically sweet, my love,” he whispered. “I can’t get enough of it and of you.” Her nectar was driving him crazy. Just like the first time he tasted her more than a couple months ago, this was his second chance to taste her. He’d been longing to drink her, and here was his chance. And tonight, he would not only drink from her but make love with her, raw and loving and filled with passion.
His heart soared as her sweet scent assaulted his senses, making him want more and more of her. But he held back his own desire. He wanted her to remember her first night with him a
