Her lips wrap around him like a velvet promise, warm and wet, gliding with slow, teasing precision. The heat of her mouth sends shivers through his spine as her tongue swirls, tasting, devouring. She moves with a rhythm sometimes agonizingly slow, sometimes urgent and hungry drawing him deeper into a blissful abyss. Soft moans vibrate against his skin, the pressure tightening, coaxing pleasure from every nerve. Fingers dig into sheets, into hair, into anything that keeps him grounded while she works him to the edge.
