Desperate hands parted her legs and skimmed up her thighs, a full lips followed kissing it, gliding across her skin. Larissa opens her eyes to see Alastor going down on her, making her arch against his touch.
“You are so beautiful,” Alastor whispered the words against her skin.
“I know,” she chuckled. He had already told her that at least a hundred times already.
She was preparing to have another steamy time with him but instead of going all in, Alastor suddenly tickled the sides of her stomach. A cry tore from her throat and she pressed her thighs together, curling her body to protect herself from Alastor’s further attempts to tickle her.
“Stop it!” She allowed herself to make a crazed laughing sound, Alastor’s voice was harmonizing with her laughter.
“I figured I needed to wake you
