“Ace! Ace! Ace!” I cried out in succession as my mate pleasured me with his skilled mouth.
Before long, I climaxed for the second time that night. My first orgasm had been thanks to his hand, and now it was thanks to his tongue.
He held me down on the mattress so that he could keep drinking my nectar.
“So sweet,” he told me in a sickly sexy yet depraved voice.
He straightened up, and his mouth started to attack mine, making me taste myself on his tongue. I moaned in delight.
Ace was making me feel what I never had the chance to experience, what I never thought possible. And I enjoyed every bit of it for obvious reasons.
My hand darted down to his bowers-covered hardness and I grabbed him daringly as I looked him in the eyes.
“I need you,” I told him breathlessly.
“Are you s
