Aurora's POV.
His lips pressed into mine so hard, it stole my breath. His fingers suddenly slipped inside my p***y, as he curled and moved, drawing out a wetness I couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Luther…” I gasped into his mouth, my hands gripping his shoulders tightly. His tongue slid over mine, slow and deep, until I was moaning straight into his kiss.
He pulled back, his eyes burning. “Just let me taste you,” he whispered, voice rough and thick with hunger.
Before I could speak, he dropped his head between my thighs, dragging my hips down to meet his mouth. His hands spread my legs wide..my p***y already soaking—and then his tongue dove in.
“Oh f**k—Luther!” I cried, my hips jolting off the bed as he licked me.
He moaned into me like he’d been starving for this, his tongue swirling
