Olivia squeezed her face in annoyance at the knock on the door.
Dylan lifted his head from between her thighs just long enough to bark, "Get the fuck away, Lily! We're busy!" Without waiting for a reply, he dipped right back down, licking her slowly, almost lazily, like she was his favorite dessert.
She muffled her moans, biting her palm as her body trembled beneath his tongue.
Lily's voice came again through the door. "Allan's here. He wants to speak with you."
"He can fuckin' wait," Dylan said against Olivia's slick heat, his voice vibrating into her. He continued eating her like it was his damn purpose in life.
"You need to go…" Olivia gasped, arching slightly and tugging his head deeper between her thighs.
"Really?" he smirked, glancing up at her. "Doesn't seem like it, baby. Looks to me like you want more."
And then he buried his face again like her earlier breakfast hadn't been enough to satisfy him.
