“Circle my clit,” she says. “I like that—yes. Fuck, Dallas. Right there.” I love that she’s not afraid to tell me what she wants. I love that she’s greedy about it. “On my tongue this time,” I say, and I shove one hand down my briefs. I grip myself, jerking up and down as her breathing gets harder. “Let me imagine what it’s going to feel like on my cock.” Maven moans, and a second orgasm races through her. She rides my tongue like it’s her own personal toy. She reaches out and tugs on my necklace, and that’s what does me in.
