AZARIA’s POV
Tammy dipped his head into me, and I stroked his soft curls as his tongue began to lap at me.
“Hmm,” he murmured to me. “You smell amazing, like peaches and cream.”
A wicked glint flashed in my eyes. “Well,” I teased, “I actually have something like that in my bag.”
He looked up at me, his face lit with eager anticipation. I reached over, pulled out the small tub of clotted cream, and lifted the lid. The richness of it hit my senses, and I couldn’t resist leaning in to inhale it. My mouth watered instantly. Tammy caught the look on my face and let out a soft laugh.
He carefully scooped a dollop onto his fingers and placed it right on my n*****s. The sudden chill made me gasp, and then he leaned down, licking them softly, slowly, while his tongue trailed lower and lower do
