His bottom lip brushes my clit.
“Right here.”
His thumb circles lower,
his mouth hovering as he captures my gaze,
two navy eyes soaking me up,
the color deeper now.
Too deep to crawl out of.
“Eyes on me, Sonny. All of you, on me.”
Then his stare holds me,
tongue sinking back inside.
He licks through me, a slow curl,
then scrapes up my clit in one long drag.
Then again—mouth wetter.
I’m shaking against his lips
as heat's crawling through my hips,
wrapping itself around nerves, muscle, bone.
The sounds leaving me are half gasps,
all broken.
Again.
And again.
My hips lift into him.
But he grabs my waist, pins me still,
sliding his open mouth up the length of me,
and—
I break,
the climax bursting.
Heat floods.
My back arches into him.
The pleasure consumes me,
taking me far away.
