Chapter 185 Morning That Doesn't End
- Evelyn
- After crying out through my second orgasm, I teetered on the edge of a third, begging for something I couldn't even name.
- My hands clung to the headboard with a white-knuckled grip while my knees straddled his face, and his lips and tongue moved with a precision that drove me wild. Every flick and stroke pushed me beyond what I thought I could take, yet left me craving more.