“Shit,” I mutter against her skin, lips hovering below her ear. “You feel so fucking good.”
She grinds her hips again, the curve of her ass snug.
My control snaps.
Hand drifts lower, tip of my thumb tracing a line down her stomach, dipping beneath the waistband of her thin shorts.
She isn’t wearing underwear.
“Please,” she whispers, voice wrecked and breathless. “Don’t stop.”
My mouth latches on to the side of her neck, suckling while my flat palm eases into her bottoms.
A guttural sound tears from my throat, muffled against her neck as my finger dips between her folds, sliding through the slick heat of her. Poppy gasps, her hips jerking forward, thighs parting to give me more access. To let me in.
“On your back,” I whisper against her skin as my finger drags back up, finding her clit and circling, slowly and torturously one time before moving. Pulling her along with me so she can roll to her back, and I can fuck her with my mouth.
It’s dark.
I pull at her shorts as I work down her body, kissing my way down.
She whimpers.
Spreads her legs so I can settle between them, shouldering them apart.
Lick, pressing my tongue into her core.
Poppy gasps.
“Like that?” I grind out, hips rocking against her as I tease her clit with slow, deliberate strokes. “That what you want, baby?”
“Yes,” she breathes, her head falling back against my shoulder, her chest heaving with every panting breath. “God, yes.”
I go at her as if she were my last meal, the taste of her hits me like a drug—sweet, hot, addictive. My tongue drags over her slick folds hungrily and she shudders in my mouth, fingers threading through my hair and gripping tight.
She pulls.
I close my eyes, my hands slipping beneath her ass to lift her hips, so I can angle her exactly where I want her; where I can devour her.
Poppy gasps, her thighs trembling around my head, and I grip her harder, pulling her closer, pressing my tongue deep inside her, groaning at the way she clenches around me.
She’s so fucking wet… dripping onto my chin and I can’t get enough.
My tongue works her, teasing her entrance, circling her clit, sucking it between my lips until she’s writhing, hips rolling against my mouth, chasing every lick and stroke like she’s starving for it.
“Oh my god…” she whines frantically, voice high and breathless, and it’s the sexiest fucking sound I’ve ever heard.
I slide a finger inside her. Then another.
Curling them just right, thumb pressing her clit, and her back bows off the bed as her head falls against the pillow.
She moans.
Moans some more.
Thighs quiver.
“So fucking pretty,” I murmur against her clit, breath hot, my fingers pumping slow and steady as my tongue flicks and sucks and licks. “Get dirty, baby. Let me hear you.”
