Twisted Cravings
I grabbed his hair, grinding against his face, moaning his name over and over.
The wet sounds of his mouth filled the room, mixed with my desperate whimpers.
“Cum for me, Ella. Let me taste it.”
He sucked my clit hard and I shattered..thighs clamping around his head as waves of pleasure crashed through me.
He kept licking through it, drawing it out until I was shaking.
When I finally caught my breath, he rose up, lips shiny with my juices.
He shoved his sweatpants down. His cock sprang free, long, thick, veined, the head already leaking precum.