He put his finger inside me again, naturally, as if my body belonged to him now.
I gasped. Oh my God… damn. Oh my gosh.
He got me wet and made me hear the sound down there,wet, soft, the voice of the two of us, as light as running water.
I heard him groan, as if I had made a mess of him. I knew he needed satisfaction, and it was exciting for him.
So I closed my eyes and let myself dive in, feeling him lick the skin between my thighs and belly.I clenched the sheets, my legs trembling as his touch edged closer, my body arching instinctively toward him.
I let out a low moan, a gasp escaping my own mouth, as my fingers tangled in his hair, holding him tightly against me.
When I orgasmed, I swear I only saw heaven. My slow contractions swelled in great waves; my thighs trembled around his head when he asked,
"Can I fuck you again?"
