Compilation Of Short Stories
she commanded, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him to her.
He chuckled, a dark, seductive sound, and dropped to his knees before her. He hooked his hands behind her thighs and urged her forward. Understanding, she braced her hands on his shoulders. Then his mouth was on her, and the world dissolved.
Kaidosh’s tongue was an instrument of pure, undiluted pleasure. It was not human. It was more agile, more knowing, able to map every fold, every hidden nerve ending with devastating precision. He licked a long, slow stripe from her entrance to her clit, and she bucked against his face. He held her firm, his grip unyielding.