I shivered violently, but it had nothing to do with the biting night air or the cold metal of the SUV pressing against my bare skin. It was the way his tongue felt, the way he moved with a focused, predatory precision that made every other experience I had ever had feel like a dull memory. I felt like I was being unmade right there on the hood of the car. My hands found his hair, my fingers tangling in the thick locks as I arched my back, my spine curving until it felt like it might snap.
“Theon,” I moaned, the name breaking and splintering in the quiet of the forest.
Theon let out a low, vibrating hum against my skin in reply. He shifted his focus, his mouth finding my c**t and gently sucking, creating a rhythmic friction that was so intense I felt my vision start to blur. It was a perf
