SONYA'S POV"Good girl." His hands part my thighs slightly, and then his mouth is on me, and I stop being capable of coherent thought.He takes his time. He's thorough and intentional, learning what makes me gasp versus what makes me whimper versus what makes my knees buckle, and he catalogs all of it with the focused patience of someone building toward something specific. His tongue works my clit in slow, firm strokes while two fingers push inside me, curling to find that spot, and the combination is devastating."Oh fuck," I breathe, my hands fisting in his hair. "R-Reign, I'm going to…"He pulls back."No," I nearly sob."Not yet." He stands, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes wicked. "I told you. I made a list."He straightens to his full height and strips off the rest of his clothes with unhurried efficiency, and I lie back gently, watching him.I've seen him before, pieces of him, glimpses, but not like this, not with the light full on him, fully naked, with no
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