And then his mouth was on me. The sudden warmth and wetness of his tongue was enough to make me gasp, and my back instinctively arched away from the mattress, seeking more of the sensation. His tongue swirled around my clit, then down across my opening, and lower still until I was writhing beneath him.
He feasted on me like a starved animal, sucked and nibbled and licked until I was a quivering mess. My clit was quite literally throbbing within minutes, unlike any pleasure I’d given myself before. Lights danced at the edge of my vision with each flick of his tongue, and when he slipped the tips of two fingers into me, I nearly splintered on him right then and there.
Only then did he pull back just enough to speak, his mouth slick and shining with my wetness.
“It’s just the tips
