If this is what it feels like to burn, I never want to be put out.
His tongue pulses into me while he circles his thumb over my c**t. As heat unfurls inside of me, I stumble back. The world is tipping and I can’t stand upright.
Right on cue, Ivan stands, sweeps me right off my unsteady feet, and lowers me to the floor in front of him. My legs drape over his shoulders as I clamp my thighs around his ears and grind against his mouth.
“Right there—Yes—I need—Want—” Nonsense words tumble out of me as the orgasm swells and then breaks. I fist my hand in his hair and scream to the ceiling.
Guests could be arriving downstairs right this second. Maybe they can hear me through the walls. But they could be standing in the doorway and I wouldn’t change a damn thing.
They’re here to witness our l
