Shy Lily is back.
“I do,” she says.
“Good answer.”
Her smile is radiant.
I dip my head between her legs.
She parts them wider for me.
I’m not done teasing her.
Lick.
She hitches a breath.
Lick.
She wiggles her hips.
Lick.
She does it again.
Lick.
She clamps her hands at the back of my head.
Now, we’re talking.
“Please… this is too much.” She squirms under the unyielding way my tongue teases her.
I stop my taunting. “I’m not in the business of mediocrity, Lily. When you’re with me, you come hard or not at all. You hear me?”
She nods.
I’d normally demand words, but I’m sure she’s a little overwhelmed.
“You take what I give you and thank me for honoring your pussy.”
Huge eyes stare at me in shock.
“Can I go back to the program?”
“Yes, please.”
I growl with satisfaction.
I close my mouth over her pussy, sucking on her hard clit with unrestrained abandonment.
“I… I…” Her words trail, giving way to heavy breathing. “Gage…”
I lift my eyes.
Fuck, I love my name on this woman’s lips.
She throws her head back, gyrating her hips on the counter like a girl gone wild.