Warning! Mature content.
Scarlet allowed Ian to do as he wanted. She had a feeling that she couldn't stop him even if she wanted to because she didn't have the strength to do it.
Ian looked determined to devour her and for a moment, it excited her.
His face was soon lost between her thighs, his hair tickled her skin.
Scarlet's mouth was agape as she felt him eagerly tasting her. Her right hand went to grab a handful of the sheet beneath them. She didn't know about how he was at other things, but she saw now why he was so confident about his mouth.
Ian could talk as he liked because his skills matched or perhaps, were far better than what he led her to believe.
"Oh- Wait," Scarlet said, wanting him to stop for a moment, but Ian responded by having his tongue enter her.
