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"Ahhh." I could hear her moaning against the pillow she covered over her face. There I was, making her feel good, giving her the best that I can, bowing my head, kneeling in front of her, giving her my tongue's best moves.

She has to be careful. She can't scream out loud, or else people will start listening.

I kissed her supple legs and let my kiss travel back to her torso, letting my tongue linger through her skin, never caring if her juice is sticking on every trail I made.

I stayed on her nipples, sucking it like there's no tomorrow.

Her back arched as I sucked harder.

She felt so delicious against my lips. I covered her mouth with my hands as soon as her moan elevated.

She removed my hand and instead suck two of my fingers, tasting them like they were strawberry-flavored lollipops.

It didn't hurt. Instead, it was overly sensual, suffocatingly effervescent.

Satisfyingly delicious.

I leveled with her and kissed her on the lips.

"Are you ready?"

I could see her eyes heating up like they were lit with fire.

She looked vulnerable, so different from the woman I see every day.

A woman submitting into the call for lust.

The call to just let it go.