The taste of her exploded on my tongue—sweet and musky, addictive like nothing else. I licked a long, slow stripe from her entrance up to her c**t, feeling her whole body jerk in response, her hips bucking involuntarily. Her hands flew to my head, not to push me away, but to hold me there, fingers tangling in my hair with a desperate grip that pulled just enough to sting. She whimpered my name, the sound muffled and breathy, urging me on.
I ate her out like a man starved, my tongue delving into her folds, lapping at the wetness that coated her. I traced every inch, savoring the way she quivered under my mouth. Circling that hard little c**t with the flat of my tongue, I felt it throb against me before I sucked it gently into my mouth, rolling it between my lips.
Her thighs trembled on e
