He moves slowly and I close my eyes savouring each delicious stroke.
“You like that, don’t you, my little minx?”
His thumb finds my clit and I groan in pleasure.
“Fuck! You’re so wet! I NEED to taste you…now!”
He pulls out and before I can protest, my legs are over his shoulders and his tongue is on my clit.
“Mmm, you taste as good as I knew you would” he slowly swirls his talented tongue and my toes curl, my hands gripping the sheets tightly.
My whimpers spur him on and he pushes two fingers inside me desperate for more of my whimpers. My pussy clenches around his fingers and he looks up and grins.
“That’s it my love, you WILL come for me, won’t you?
That little wave of cockiness is all it takes. I cry out and push my hips against his mouth, grabbing the back of his head as he laps up every last drop of my orgasm.