[ never did he think he’d hear something so hypnotizing, so absolutely euphoric that made him drunk and high: his name, spoken so quietly, so claiming, and he didn’t want anything else. his mouth hummed, purred, vibrated along the mounds of her clit and a lick deeper to her entrance before trailing up and drinking her taste. he was her’s here and now and later, there’d be no other in this way. love and passion traps him in this dance and he never wants to leave. he wants to stay, forever.
he wants to hear it again. he wants her fingers to tangle and yank at his hair, pull at it for all he cared because it’d make something electric happen for him, he felt it building in him. so he provoked her, his tongue pressing flat against her swelling and gave it a continuous, constant swirl. again, and again, and more, to drive her crazy but with just as much ecstasy that she gave him without doing a thing but existing there with him.
he had something in mind to ask her, but it’d have to wait. mouth full. ]
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he wants to hear it again. he wants her fingers to tangle and yank at his hair, pull at it for all he cared because it’d make something electric happen for him, he felt it building in him. so he provoked her, his tongue pressing flat against her swelling and gave it a continuous, constant swirl. again, and again, and more, to drive her crazy but with just as much ecstasy that she gave him without doing a thing but existing there with him.
he had something in mind to ask her, but it’d have to wait. mouth full. ]