Eat me out
You spot a petite body stretched across the sheets, thighs parted just enough to make your mouth water.
You trace the curve of those hips with your eyes before your gaze drops lower, pulled there by something urgent and hungry. You feel the heat rising before you even close the distance. You know exactly what that arched back is asking for.
You press your lips to the inside of a soft thigh and feel the shiver travel upward. You take your time, because what's waiting for you deserves every second of your full, undivided attention.
