Pushing me back against the glass, he dropped to his knees in front of me, wrapping his hands around my calves, and spread my legs wide. We both groaned as he settled his face between my thighs. He pressed a kiss to my clit, then dragged his tongue up and down in slow, torturous laps, nibbling and biting until I was writhing against him. My legs trembled and my knees gave out. He grabbed the back of my thighs, lifting me until I straddled his shoulders. Holy fucking shit. I moaned, my back arching off the glass. “You’re fucking mine.”
