"We really shouldn't..." I breathed, more to myself than him.
His hand was on my lower belly, pressing me back gently as I opened for him. He groaned, pushing my thighs even further apart with his knees. He came up, kissing me softly as his mouth trailed down my neck.
“You say that every time,” he said with his fingers hooking my panties and pulling them aside. “But your p***y’s soaking wet. You want my mouth, don’t you?”
I didn't reply, lifting my hips involuntarily as his kisses went even lower between my thighs. His breath hot on my entrance made me shiver.
“Spread wider,” he commanded, and I did, too weak to fight. His tongue flicked my clit, slowly at first, then sucking hungrily, like he was starving.
“Oh, f**k,” I moaned, my hand flying to my mouth to muffle it.
His fingers j
