Duane was licking me like he had all the time in the world, and he was driving me crazy.

I bucked my hips impatiently, but that didn’t speed him up any. To the contrary, he slipped his hands around my raised legs to grip my hips, and then his tongue began to move even more slowly.

“I’m never going to come that way,” I hissed. “I’ll just go insane.”

“Hmm?” he hummed in reply but otherwise ignored me. The noise rumbled through my pelvis. His tongue revolved around my clit in intoxicating swirls. I clutched the bedsheets and bumped my hips upward again.

“I could slow down even more if you’d like,” he mumbled lazily, before blowing a hot breath on my clitoris.

I groaned and tossed my head, thinking for a split second I... Read More