It was hard letting go. Despite the fact that Graeme had done this with her before, she was inexperienced and insecure and…. and his tongue was demanding more and more from her that she was resistant to give.
While he lapped up the nectar she was involuntarily giving, caressing her legs and stomach as he did, she pushed against him, biting her lips, tucking them into her mouth, trying to tame the whimpers that wanted to break free and break her apart as they did.
"Relax, darling," he soothed her before pushing both of her legs up, exposing her more fully. How was she supposed to relax like this?
"Oh, Goddess!" she breathed, lifting her head to watch him and his beautiful dark eyes that met hers as his mouth worked, seeking her pleasure, eating her up like the big bad wolf that he was. He hummed and sent a lightening bolt of sensation through her as he did—one that shot straight through her aiming for the sky.
