Georgia's POV
Nick didn't disappoint—he worshipped me with his mouth like a starving beast, devouring every inch of me with a hunger that left me trembling. I swear, for a moment, it felt like my soul was slipping out of my body.
My back arched off the bed, my hips jerking helplessly with every flick and swirl of his tongue. Each time he sucked me, a wave of heat shot through me, leaving my brain foggy and my legs tingling uncontrollably. The sensations were maddening, and I craved every single one of them.
"Fuck, Nick… come here, kiss me," I begged, desperate to feel his mouth on mine.
He didn't stop, just replaced his tongue with his thumb, sliding two fingers inside me with a slow, unhurried push that made me cry out.
"Ahhh… Babe…" I moaned, watching him crawl up my body, leaving a trail of kisses that set my skin on fire until he reached my lips.
