Olivia

The overstimulation bordered on pain, every nerve ending screaming. But then the sensation shifted, pleasure building again impossibly fast.

"I can't," I whimpered. "I can't come again."

He pulled his fingers out, using just his tongue now. Long, slow licks up my slit, then fast circles on my clit. The contrast was maddening.

My hips bucked against his face, chasing the pleasure even as my oversensitive body tried to escape it. He released my wrists, ...