The heat radiating from his skin was nothing compared to the absolute fire his tongue was lighting between my thighs. Demetrius knew exactly what he was doing, his mouth working with an incredible, practiced intensity that showed zero mercy. Every swirl, every deep, suctioning press of his lips against my highly sensitive core was perfectly calculated to drive me completely out of my mind.
I buried my fingers into his thick, dark hair, my hips helplessly arching upward as I tried to press myself even closer to his devastating touch. A breathless, broken sob escaped the back of my throat. His tongue flicked over my swollen c**t with a ruthless, rhythmic speed, while his large hands locked like iron bands onto my hips, anchoring me firmly in place so I couldn't pull away from the overwhelmi
