Angelica
I woke up to Will's mouth, his sexy sinful mouth licking me from the inside out, I thought it had been a dream, until I felt his hands on my thighs, until I felt him exploring like he was my own personal alarm clock.
Each lick was another ring that it was morning.
Lick, time to get up.
Lick, lick, let's hit snooze.
I lay back, my body pulsed, buzzed with awareness of what his mouth was doing. I'd never allowed anyone to do what he was doing.
It was too personal.
And maybe a part of me had wanted to save it for him.
Save some small part of myself for his mouth.
"Will!" I clenched my thighs as fiery darts of delight threatened to take me over the edge. "I think that-"
"No thinking," he said from beneath the sheets, slapping my thigh lightly with his hand, heat rushed through my body, centering on where his mouth was teasing. Pleasure built so hard and fast I couldn't even speak.
But I did scream.
And pant.