Dawn’s POVHe flipped us in one smooth motion and dragged my underwear down my legs. The moment the cool air hit my soaked cunt I shivered. He settled between my thighs, pushed them wide open with his shoulders, and just looked at me for a second.“Christ, you’re dripping.”The first lick was slow and filthy, flat tongue dragging from the bottom of my slit all the way up to my clit, collecting everything. My hips bucked. He did it again, harder, then sealed his mouth over my clit and sucked in the precise rhythm that had always destroyed me.No one else had ever done this the way Dickson did.He knew the left side of my clit was more sensitive—he focused there immediately, flicking it with the tip of his tongue in short, vicious strokes while two fingers slid inside me without resistance. He curled them upward into that exact spot only he had ever found so easily and rubbed in tight circles. The dual sensation ripped a broken cry out of my throat.I grabbed his hair with both hands an
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