That Time I Got Drunk and Saved a Demon (Mead Mishaps, #1)

by Kimberly Lemming

“How many points will you give me when I taste your cunt? I’ll lick my way through it, slowly, getting deeper and deeper until I’ve found the little jewel of your clit… and I would circle my tongue on it until I feel it swell. I’ll lick it, stroke it… until you squeezed these thighs around my head, until you’ve grabbed me by the horns and guided me deeper into you. I’ll suck on you then. But not enough to give you a reprieve. I want you begging, you see. I’ll do it so gently… so delicately… that you stop being so fucking careful with me and show me that fiery hellion I know you’ve been hiding. Then I would put my tongue inside you… taste you… eat you… as I rub your clit. I won’t stop until you’re shaking, screaming for me to take you. I’ll see just how much I can torment you until you open up for me. That’s where my gentleness stops. I’ll come inside you and take you roughly. I’ll make you take every last bit of me until I’m burned in your memory. That’s just how you like it, isn’t it, love? You can keep up the lie of the docile little lamb for your false goddess, but never from me.”

WELL HOT DAMN