🦋 CATALINA 🦋Like he could see me spread out on this very bed, my thighs trembling as he knelt between them, his tongue dragging through my soaked folds.Like he could hear me whimper, my back arching, my nails raking down his shoulders as he lapped at me like a starving man.Like I was begging. “Please, Nevan,” my voice broken, “Fuck me, I need you inside me.”His cock twitched violently in his grip, pre-cum dripping down his fingers. He sped up, his wrist twisting on the upstroke, his thumb swiping over the sensitive underside of his crown.The bed creaks beneath him, the sound lost beneath the wet slaps of his hand on his dick, the harsh rasp of his breathing.My pants are damp against his mouth now, not just from my arousal but from his own spit, his tongue tracing the lace like he is memorizing the shape of me.“Fuck, baby,” he groans into the fabric, his voice muffled, raw. His balls were tight, aching, his orgasm coiling low in his gut. He can feel me, my heat, my tightness,
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