I am trembling.
He spreads my knees with his hands on the inside of my thighs and holds them open. Looks at me. Takes me in.
"You are so fucking beautiful."
"Gray."
"Quiet."
I go quiet.
He lowers his mouth to me.
The first drag of his tongue is soft. Flat. A stripe from my entrance to my clit. Slow. He's mapping. Testing what I do.
I do a lot.
My hips push up and his hand comes to my lower stomach and presses me flat to the mattress.
"Keep still."
"Yes sir."
He circles his tongue around my clit. Not on it. Around it. Teasing. His beard is rough on the inside of my thighs and my whole lower half is getting the message that it belongs to him for the duration.
He adds a finger. One. Slides in slow. Curls. Finds the spot he found two nights ago. Settles there.
His mouth comes to my clit proper.
He sucks.
I make a sound that is not a word.
His finger moves. Slow drag in and out. The suck becomes a soft rhythm. Tongue flat. Lips gentle. His other hand on my stomach holding me down.
"Oh God."
"Mm."
The vibration of his mm against me tips something.
"Gray."
"Mm."
"I'm gonna come."
"Not yet."
He pulls his mouth off.
I whimper out loud.
He looks up at me from between my thighs. Mouth glistening. Beard wet. Gray eyes black in the blue light.
"You said hands on you until you're quiet. You're not quiet yet."
"I was about to be."
