Chapter Thirty-Eight
Cass
I was dreaming.
I had to be. There was no way that something could feel this good. Turning my head to the side, I let out a moan as his tongue moved over my s*x. Working its way through my folds to tease my clit with soft flicks before moving up to my asshole. Swirling against the tight sphincter before moving back down to lap at my s*x.
His fingers kneaded the flesh of my hips as he angled me just enough to not pull me fully out of the dream. Hands were threaded through mine, holding my hands in place above my head. I let out a panting breath, trying to move so that I could lay on my back instead of my stomach.
I wanted to tangle my fingers into his hair and grind myself against his face until I came. A hand swatted my bottom, and I couldn’t help the cry t
