358 Days Of Temptation & Sins With My Alpha Stepsons
My hips bucked instinctively, seeking more, seeking friction, seeking him.
He responded with a low growl, a vibration that traveled through his mouth and into my very core. He began to lick me in earnest, his movements firm and rhythmic, exploring every sensitive fold with a focused dedication that made my toes curl. He found a spot that made my vision blur, a bundle of nerves that sent sparks shooting behind my eyelids, and he circled it, teased it, flicked it with the tip of his tongue until I was writhing beneath him.