Chapter 108

• “Alessio,” I moaned, my knuckles going almost white at how hard I was holding the headboard. My hips rocked against his mouth, grinding into his face. I sighed and whimpered against his torturous ministration.
• I was so close, dangling over the edge yet not falling over.
• He pushed his tongue inside me and groaned, and my eyes closing at the sensation building in my lower region. He was relentless, pushing me over the edge so many times but refusing to let me fall. I let go a sharp cry when he brought a hand up and pressed a finger against my tiny nub.