Midnight Pleasure: 30 Shades Of Short Steamy Stories
She looked like sin, head tilted back, skirt hiked high, pussy spread open over my mouth, her blonde hair messy as she bit down on her fist to stifle her moans.
“Chloe…” I growled against her skin, my tongue circling her clit in tight, relentless swirls.
Her legs started shaking. Her hips bucked forward, fucking my mouth, smearing her juices all over my lips and chin. She was close, I could feel it in the way her body tensed, in the way her fingers pulled my hair tighter, guiding me exactly where she wanted.
“Don’t you dare stop,” she begged again, broken, breathless.