Chapter 80 — Make A Fountain For Me, Princess!

“As you say, princess.”

His voice reached me like an echo, like I was somewhere far away, floating in a space of sensational pleasure.

I shuddered, his tongue running over my aroused clit once more. “Yes,” I moaned, my voice unfamiliar even to me. “Like that.”

“Like that?” He cooed. This time, he went slower, like he was licking his favorite candy and trying to savor the flavor.

My legs trembled, already finding it hard to ...