She was so wet. And it was all his fault.
"Relax," he whispered, rubbing his hand over her belly.
She sucked in a deep breath but it didn't help her heart thudding violently in her chest.
Lower and lower his lips descended. From her pubic bone over to the crease where her leg met her pelvis and then back over her mound, heading for her swollen folds.
She flexed her toes in anticipation when his thumbs parted her, exposing her to him. He wasted no time. He looked up at her as he pressed a kiss on her clit. And then he worked his tongue over her in a slow and wet lick.
His lips wrapped around her clit and she melted. She was sure she wouldn't be able to move again.
She made a noise somewhere between a squeal and a grunt and she pushed her head back into the pillow, closing her eyes. So much for watching. It was a struggle to even breathe.
