I had half a mind to think that Connor woke up in the middle of the night and put me into my own bed- it wouldn’t have surprised me, but when I wake up from the building arousal of his warm tongue slowly caressing my clit, that negative thought went straight out the window. I don’t know how long he’s been in between my legs, but he continues to lick me out as if he has all the time in the world.
As my legs widen of their own accord, he brings his hands around my thighs, and growls right into me, tightening his grip. I finally open my eyes and see that he’s under the quilt, and it makes the scene that much hotter. I slowly start to move my hips- only a little to get better friction, but the sadistic bastard quickly stops, and climbs up my body.
As his head peaks out from the blanket, craw
