Shifting his body, he settled between my legs and flattened his tongue against my center. My breath hitched and I jumped slightly. He grabbed my left hand, lacing his fingers with mine, all the while teasing and caressing, coaxing me with his tongue until it felt too good to focus on anything else. I shifted into a state of hyperawareness. Of his hands, his lips, his tongue. It was like seeing color for the first time.
