Ghost’s arms shot out, ripping my body to his face and diving right in.
“Oh…. Fuck.” His tongue probed my opening before sliding slowly up to my clit. Every nerve ending in my body came alive as his tongue strummed against my core.
“I’ve been dying to taste you,” he growled, nipping at my clit. The sting was quickly replaced by a slow, flat swipe of his tongue.
His hands moved from my hips to my ass, pulling me flush with his face. My knees pressed into the plush bed as I shamelessly rode his face.
Fingertips dug into my skin, spreading my ass while his tongue played me like a goddamned violin. Every movement was like he knew what I wanted. What I needed. And at this rate, I was going to come hard and fast.
My fingers gripped his hair as I fought the urge to succumb to the pleasur
