As I lift her leg, I feel her body tense. I look up at her, her eyes meeting mine as I lick lower. “Leo,” her voice quivers. “You don’t have—” I rub my nose across her belly, her scent making my mouth water. All I can manage is two words. “Need to.” Her eyes close tight, and she grips the sheets as I lift her leg, placing one over my shoulder. Then I lean in and trace her slit with my tongue. Her back arches and hips buck as I grip the top of her thighs and pull her legs apart.
