Chapter Nineteen
This wasn’t a dream. This was real. I was letting a stranger f**k me with his tongue and I didn’t want him to stop. He could have tied me to that loop and I wouldn’t have cared as long as he never stopped giving me the pleasure that he was giving me now.
His hand moved to my outer thigh, pushing it up slightly and I looked down at him. Biting my lower lip at the hunger that burned in his pale green eyes.
“Spencer, don’t stop.” I panted, his tongue moved to sweep through my folds up to my clit. He sucked the hardened nub into his mouth and my back arched as pleasure shot through me like lightning. “Just like that, oh god.”
He growled against my s*x, his fingers tightening on my thigh. He worked his tongue against my c******s, working it around my clit, and everything
