half-lidded eyes, mouth wet?—
and he sucks me into his mouth,
dripping, addicted.
Another moan rips out of me,
fingers sinking into his neck.
He reaches back, finds my hand,
laces his fingers, pressing mine into skin,
spreading his mouth over my pussy?—
scorching breath steaming.
His gaze drags back down my body?—
my chest, my stomach, watching me heave?—
until they’re closing, and he sucks low,
gathering the slick in long, drawn-out pulls,
smears it over my clit.
The heat doesn’t stay where his tongue is.
It moves,
fills me,
curls through my veins,
drips down my limbs.
Like warm teeth raking across every nerve-ending behind my clit, seeping hot from the center out.
It's as if he’s writing his name inside me with his tongue, wants to leave pieces of himself behind no one else can erase.
“Fuck,”I gasp.
It’s all I can say. All I can do.
My hips chase his mouth in fuckingwaves?—
swelling,
cresting,
crashing.
A hot current slides through my bloodstream.
An orgasm sneaking its way around every bone,
building witheveryheavy sweep,
