“I think you’re enjoying this a little too much,” he teases after a few minutes, just as I grip his head and start grinding against his mouth with every stroke of his warm, insistent tongue. “Want me to stop?” he asks, though we both know the answer.

“N-no… don’t stop,” I whisper, embarrassed to admit it out loud.

Without needing any more encouragement, his mouth closes around my clit, sucking in a way that has my back arching and a sharp tremor rocking through me. My body ...