Dermot's pov...
His eyes turned feral, his nose flaring as he looked down at me. I gulped so hard because I knew what was coming.
He was about to get rough and impatient with me, I liked it when he is like this.
But to my surprise, he leaned down gently to lick me. I shuddered against his cold tongue.
"Don't move" he said hardly.
I nodded painfully, he dipped his tongue in there, slowly fucking me with his tongue. I wanted to move, thrust my his up against his face but he said I shouldn't move.
I stayed still as his tongue devoured me, licking every inch of my pussy. He nipped at my bud, making me gasp into the air.
Knowing I couldn't move, I could only stay helpless as he punished me and pleasured me at the same time.
I gasped out in pleasure as his tongue circled my clit, my hips shooting out. He paused what he was doing as he stared at me.
"I said don't move," he said, his voice scratchy.
