Chapter 21

• Her hands pressed against the wall, bracing herself for the intense pleasure coursing through her. A breathy moan escaped her lips, surrendering to the sensations washing over her. He expertly flicked his tongue over her swollen and throbbing bud, igniting a fire within her. She knew she wouldn’t last long, but he had different plans. Moving slowly, his tongue danced up and down, varying his pace and technique to keep her on the edge. He teased, pulling her up slowly only to drag her back down in an instant, building her arousal but never allowing her to reach her climax. His torturous movements, alternating between gentle and intense, drove her to insanity with need, even as she relished in the sweet torment.
• She looked down, unable to resist sinking her fingers into his luscious locks. His hair was soft, thick, and as dark as midnight. She ran her fingers through his hair, he responded by pulling her thigh up, hooking it over his shoulder. She gasped as he sucked on her clit with even more intensity, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her fingers instinctively dug into his scalp, but when his eyes snapped up to meet hers, filled with a hint of threat, she released her grip instantly. Those piercing grey eyes made her shiver, adding an extra layer of intensity to the already overwhelming sensations his tongue was delivering.
• He swiftly hooked her other thigh over his shoulder and stood up, causing her back to arch involuntarily. With one arm, he pressed her firmly against the wall while keeping her thigh locked around his neck. Without pause, he slid a finger into her, maintaining the relentless assault with his tongue on her clit. She couldn't help but moan, her body reacting to his touch, but she managed to stifle the urge to scream out his name. His tongue continued its skilful laving while his fingers expertly explored her depths, driving her wild with pleasure. As he added another finger, she felt her body tighten around him, completely under his spell. How was he so incredibly skilled at this? How did he know exactly how to push her to the edge and then bring her crashing down? He didn’t know her, not one bit. But it was as if he could read her desires with uncanny precision, he knew what she wanted, how to push her around, leaving her utterly captivated by his touch.