Chapter 63

“Oh, my God.” She laughed and fell back on the couch, opening her legs wider for me and pulling the flaps apart.

“Oh, you remember all right?” I said aggressively.

Her aroma wafted up to my nostrils assaulting my senses. I dove down, my tongue flickering madly over her clit while two of my fingers dug inside her hot, wet pussy. It felt fantastic, better than any other lover I’ve been with.

“Oh, God, yes,” she whispered.

“You taste great,” I mumbled.

My own pussy was throbbing, desperate for some attention too, but I didn’t want to take any chances and break the mood, remembering what she’d said about wanting attention. I nuzzled in further while my tongue danced crazily over her.

This was much better than I remembered. Why had I waited so long?

“Oh, fuck,” she said. “Oh, fuck yeah, oh, my God I’m coming.”

Her body arched.