Charissa

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The tip of his tongue circled my clit before he suckled on my labia, making my blood run hot. His thumbs held me open as he French-kissed me down there. He licked me and loved me and ate me like a man starving. It didn’t take long before pressure built down low. A knot between my hips tightened more with each passing moment. Then he sucked on my clit and whoa. I came with a gasp, eyes closed tight. Everything was white and sparkling and wonderful. My mind drifted somewhere up among the stars. I hadn’t been this relaxed in a very long time.
The Rhythm Method (Stage Dive, #4.8)
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