He’s looking down at me with a look of pure need, and it makes me want to get off a second time. “You look so fucking beautiful when you come, love,” he praises, and then his fingers are wrapped around my wrist, bringing my fingers to his mouth and parting his lips so he can suck on them. He moans around my fingers, letting his tongue wrap around them, his eyes closed as he tastes me and holy shit it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. “You taste so good,” he groans, removing my fingers from his mouth. “So fucking sweet.”
