She gasped, her hand gripping the sheets, the sound pulled from her throat before she could think. He groaned low at her reaction, gripping her thighs more firmly as he dove in again. He ate her like he needed her to believe she was worth worship. Soft, slow flicks. Then deeper, firmer pressure. He didn’t rush at all. He just read her. How her thighs trembled. And the way her hand slipped into his hair and tightened. Her breath turned choppy and fast. She whispered his name, and he looked up, mouth slick, voice husky. “I want you to fall apart,” he said. “Just for me, love.” And she did. He brought her there with slow movement, coaxing her release out, and teasing it out slowly until she was gasping and writhing beneath him, clutching the sheets like they were the only thing holding her together. When she came, her back arched off the bed, her mouth open in a broken sound, her fingers twisted in his hair. He didn’t stop until she was trembling. The aftershocks ran down h
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