Just when I was about to fall over the edge of o****m, he pulled back, leaving my sensitive, swollen clit, he turned his attention to my inner thighs. He kissed and nibbled down one leg until he got to the back of my knee, and then worked his way back up the other. I didn’t think it was possible that my thighs would be so sensitive, but his hands, his lips and his tongue on my skin was driving me wild. I was so frustrated, I needed more.
I almost cried when he came back to my center, and sucked gently on my nub, practically making me come off the bed with the intensity of the pleasure that shot through me. Before I could recover from that shock, he had slid his finger into my v****a.
“Sweet Jesus, Julianna,” he growled, “you are so wet.” He slipped a second finger inside, and he b
