“Kris… please… I'm—” He doesn't stop. He doubles down, his mouth sealed to her, his tongue circling and fingers pressing until the coil inside her snaps. The orgasm hits her like a wave breaking, violent and consuming. Her body arches off the bed, her thighs clamping around his head as a cry tears from her throat as she grinds down hard, flooding Kristopher's mouth with fresh slick. She screams his name, hips twitching and jerking while he keeps licking through every pulse, drinking her down until she’s shaking and oversensitive. She shudders, every muscle contracting, her hands fisted in his hair tight, holding him there as she rides out the orgasm. Kristopher drinks her through it, until the last tremor fades, and only then does he lift his head. His chin is slick. His eyes are burning. “I'm addicted, babe. I don't know what I'll do without you,” he says, and Aida laughs breathlessly, pulling him up. He rises over her, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. His cock is r
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