Raph's POV:
I could taste the sweetness on her skin with every kiss, bite, and lick, making my dick harder than I knew possible.
Her moans were like a symphony to my ears, egging me further into my need for her.
She pushed her hips up, begging for me to taste her without words.
The scent of cinnamon was getting strong but not enough that I couldn't take my time with her still.
My tongue slides up her partly open slit. She is soaked. I have to hold back from ripping my briefs off and fucking her senseless.
This is about her.
"Please," she begs for nothing specific making me smirk before I deepen my tongue into her folds. Every spec of her pussy is dripping wetness that I'm gladly lapping up before I turn my focus to the real target.
I slide the tip of my tongue up slowly from her entrance to her clit. I can feel her body tense for a flickering moment, knowing exactly where I'm going with this.
