“Shh.” His hands gripped my thighs, spreading me wider. “Let me.”His tongue circled me, slow and deliberate, and I felt my eyes roll back in my head. I had to bite my fist to stay quiet, the taste of my skin salty on my tongue. He licked into me, his tongue pushing past the tight resistance, and I felt a shudder run through my entire body, my cock twitching against my belly.He worked me open with his tongue, patient and thorough, and I could feel the heat building in my ass, a deep, aching need. I wanted him inside me. I wanted to feel him stretching me, filling me, the weight of him pressing me into the mattress.I reached down, my hand finding his hair, the soft strands slipping through my fingers. “Please,” I whispered, the word barely a breath. “Stein, please.”He pulled back, his lips wet and red in the dim light. “Please what?”“Please.” I couldn't say it. The word stuck in my throat, thick with shame and want. But he understood. His eyes darkened, and he reached for the night
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