His lips leave mine, trailing fire down my neck, across my collarbone. His mouth finds my breasts, nipping, sucking, his tongue circling each sensitive peak until I arch against him with a desperate whimper. He keeps going, lower and lower, each touch sending jolts of pleasure through me. Then he drops to his knees.
I barely have time to process it before he grips one of my thighs and hooks it over his shoulder. His breath is scalding against my skin, the anticipation unbearable.
Fuck, yes.
This is going to be ridiculously good.
He looks up at me through dark lashes, eyes smoldering. His fingers skim along my inner thigh—featherlight, teasing—making my muscles tense and quiver. "Look at how deliciously wet you are for me," he groans. His fingers trace soft patterns over my bare skin, just enough to set my nerves alight but not enough to satisfy the ache clawing at my insides.
The teasing, fluttering touches make my breath hitch, my stomach tighten, and my thighs tremble. "Fucking hell," I pant. "I'm dying here."
Then his mouth is on me.
His tongue flicks over my clit in quick, perfect strokes—precise and devastating.
My head tips back, a moan slipping past my lips before I can catch it.
He hums against me, the vibration sending a shockwave through my body. My thighs tremble, and I feel his hands grip my hips tighter, holding me in place as he delves deeper—his tongue circling, teasing, relentless.
Heat floods through me, pooling low in my belly, coiling tighter with every calculated swipe of his tongue. I can’t help it. My hips buck against his mouth, desperate and shameless.
He groans in approval, the sound muffled but intoxicating, and I swear I can feel his smirk against my skin.
My fingers thread through his hair, tugging, and he chuckles, the vibration reverberating straight through me. I’m on the brink, my breaths coming in ragged gasps, and he doesn’t ease up, not even when my thighs clamp around his head.
Instead, he doubles down, mouth working me over with ruthless precision.
My entire body is on fire, tension building with every drag of his tongue and flick of his lips. The world narrows to just this—his mouth, my body, the undeniable pull of pleasure tearing through me.
"Oh, fuck yes," I breathe, heavily. "My God, you're really good at this."
Suddenly, his mouth is gone.
The sharp slap to my clit comes so fast, so unexpectedly, that it takes a second for my brain to register the sting. I gasp, the air catching in my throat, my body jolting from the sudden impact.
Before I can form a single word, his fingers plunge inside me—filling me, stretching me, curling just right. His mouth finds my clit again, lips sealing over the swollen bundle of nerves, sucking hard.
The combination of his fingers stroking deep and his tongue working me over is overwhelming. A wrecking ball of pleasure. My entire body trembles, thighs quaking around his head, a warmth coiling tight in my core.
Damn.
He'sreallygood at this.
I can’t control it. I’m already so close, my body spiraling toward the edge with dizzying speed. I fist his hair, gripping him tight, needing something to anchor me before I completely unravel.
Then he pulls away again. A whisper of cool air ghosts over my wet, sensitive skin. I barely have time to process the loss before another sharp smack lands against my pussy.
Then another.
And another.
Three more quick, stinging slaps that make my entire body jolt, pleasure and pain intertwining in a dizzying mix. I'm instantly ravenous, my need turning feral. I need to come so badly, I can feel it pulsing, hovering just out of reach. My thighs tremble harder, aching to squeeze together, to find that last bit of friction.
“Next time I put my fingers inside you, you’re going to come all over my face like a good little girl.” His voice is low, rough, commanding. The promise in his words sends a violent shiver down my spine, every nerve ending sparking to life. His tongue flicks over my swollen clit, a slow, taunting stroke that makes me whimper.
I clutch the edge of the table for balance, my knuckles turning white as pleasure coils deep in my core.
Then his fingers sink inside me.
