Diana
I rise on shaky legs and crawl onto the mattress. The sheets feel cool against my overheated skin. Jesse drops to his knees at the edge of the bed, hooks his hands under my knees, and drags me closer until my hips hang just off the mattress. His breath ghosts over my p***y, already swollen and sensitive from earlier. Then his tongue drags through my folds in one long, slow lick.
“Ahhhh…”
The sound rips out of me before I can stop it. My back arches. He seals his mouth over my c**t and sucks, and the pull is so sharp my thighs jump. He eats me so slow, like he has all the time in the world—flat strokes of his tongue, then pointed flicks, then deep suction that makes my hips try to lift off the bed. His hands slide up my stomach and find my n*****s, already tight and aching. He pinc
