~Darius's POV~
Abigail is breathless as I run my tongue over her clit, taking her wetness into my mouth before slipping a finger inside her hole. She arches and gasps, her grip tightening on my hair, and I groan, pressed against her slick heat.
I add another finger, and she swallows them greedily.
Fuck! I want to replace my fingers with my cock, but first I scissor them inside her, making her gasp and buck her hips, silently urging me deeper. Sweet, breathy moans spill from her lips, pushing me closer to the edge.
She's literally falling apart at my fingers. When I pull them out, slick with her wetness, she cries, yanking my hair tightly.
"Ah.. Abby…" I murmur.
"Stop teasing m—" Her words cut off as I replace my fingers with my tongue. A drawn-out, blissful moan escapes her as I tongue-fuck her, each movement driving her higher.
