Adalynn knew she couldn’t draw it out. She’d thought of
little else for the past few days and the longing spilled over
like an eruption of hot, potent lava that obliterated her best
intentions, the voice of reason in her head. She felt like a being
possessed and she was alarmed by the depth of her desire, the
sheer black wall of her need.
She licked Cassia from back to front, tasting every bit of her
sweet, smooth pussy in one hot pass. She used the tip of her
tongue to collect the dewy nectar, then she swallowed, coating
her entire mouth with the fragrant, delicious taste of Cassia’s
arousal.
“God…” Cassia panted, digging her fingers into Adalynn’s
hair, clawing at her shoulders. She opened herself, tugged
Adalynn’s face in hard, greedily.
Adalynn went, punishing Cassia with her tongue, exploring,
tasting, feasting. She never wanted to stop. She loved the way
Cassia’s muscles trembled around her, the way her body
yielded up its greatest treasure. She teased Cassia with her
fingers when she moved her mouth away, nipping along the
tender inside of her leg until the muscles spasmed under her
lips and teeth, then she suckled her there to ease the painful
scrape of her teeth. Cassia shuddered. Her hips kept pushing
up, begging for more, while she made the most erotic
whimpers and moans. She tangled a handful of Adalynn’s hair
in her fist and pulled until her scalp burned.
Cassia was tense, her muscles shuddering and bunching, but
her body was open and ready. Adalynn tasted her, punishing
her with long strokes of her tongue before she pulled the hard
bud of Cassia’s clit into her mouth, teased and sucked and
scraped it with her teeth until Cassia’s hips were pumping