Ash made good on that promise, mapping her body with his mouth and hands. He learned that she was sensitive behind her knees, that she made the most incredible sounds when he sucked on her n*****s, that she nearly came apart when he kissed the inside of her thighs.
By the time he finally settled between her legs, she was trembling with need.
"Ash," she whimpered. "Please."
He looked up at her from between her thighs, taking in her flushed face, her heaving chest, the desperate need in her eyes. "Please, what?"
"Don't tease me. Not now."
"Not teasing, sweetheart. Worshipping."
He lowered his mouth to her, and she cried out, her hands fisting in the sheets. He took his time, using his tongue and fingers to bring her right to the edge and then backing off, building the pleasure higher a
