~ NYSSA
With his thumb and pointed finger, he spread me open, tongue flattening against my slit.
My back arched, hips thrusting upwards for some relief but he kept his arms tightly wrapped around my thighs, pinning me flat against the counter.
"You taste just like I knew you would," he mumbled, each word sending a current of electricity straight through my entire body.
My fingers dug into the sheets as the wet heat of his tongue swept between my thighs.
He groaned low in his throat, one hand running a rough path down my thigh before pulling it over his shoulder, positioning me just the way he wanted.
His licked a path from entrance to clit and I cursed loud, my fingers finding their way into his hair.
It was soft beneath my touch, and fucking silky too. I grabbed fistfuls of it, unsure of whether I wanted to pull him closer or push him away as he pushed his tongue inside of me.
