Callahan
I draw back looking down at her. Sweat trickles down my forehead and falls onto her cheek. She's spent, eyes dazed, mouth slack.
The exact effect I was going for.
But I'm not finished yet.
Taking hold of both her thighs, I straighten, stand to push her legs wide.
"Callahan," she starts, up on her elbows.
I shift my gaze from between her legs, to her eyes, then back. The room smells of s*x. Smells of us.
And I'm a man starved.
I bend my neck, lean down to her.
She gasps when I lay the flat of my tongue on her, tasting us together, tasting her. I lick from hole to hole then close my mouth over her hard little nub and suck.
All at once, I hear her whimper, feel her fingers pull my hair and her legs quake in my grip. I keep her wide open and suck harder until she comes again
