Suddenly, I realize that there is no way I’ll be able to get through this without screaming. There is no way we can do this without me alerting every human within a ten-mile radius that Ivan is eating me out like his life depends on it.
“Wait!” I tug on his hair, trying and failing to pull him away from the ache between my thighs. “Wait. I can’t—I’ll scream, Ivan. I can’t—”
He reaches up and presses a palm flat over my lips. “Save your screams, solnishka. Save them for when they count.”
I kiss the tip of his finger just as he kisses my c**t. He flicks his tongue against me and then delves deeper. He tastes me in long strokes, lapping from top to bottom and bottom to top and kissing every point along the way.
I writhe under his touch. “Ivan,” I gasp, raking my fingers through his silky
