So hot

My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and my spine arched of its own accord. I let out a low pleasurable moan.

He did it again, a slow, purposeful lick front to back. His touch was warm, the texture both rough and smooth at the same time. I shuddered. His tongue flickered along my folds, separating each one, tasting each side, lavishing my skin with attention.

I had felt his tongue on me before, quite intimately, but it hadn't felt like this. During those previous times, he'd used it ...