She moaned loud and unstrained, her body arching off the bed. Fenris was gentle yet rough, his tongue moving in steady, slow strokes.
He knew exactly what she likes, exactly how to make her forget everything else.
His tongue went faster, dipping inside her, and she moaned.
"More," she begged, her voice breathless. "Please more."
The room filled with the wet, slurping sound of his mouth on her, mixing with her high pitched moans.
He pressed a finger inside her, then another, curling them as his tongue continued to assault his clit. She could only shake, her thighs trembling on each side of his head.
"Fen…ris," she panted. "I am going to cum. I am going to –"
He went faster. His dick was stone hard, straining against his trousers, but he ignored it. His focus was on her, on the way her body tightened, on the sounds she made.
"Fennnnriiisssss…"
She moaned his name as she reached orgasm, her back, her fingers pulls at his hair.
