My hands find their way to his hair and massage his scalp.
Thank god this limo is pitch black, I would never be this bold in the light.
“Right there. Don’t stop. God. Don’t stop.”
My skin is on fire and my cheeks are flushed.
A steady wave of pressure builds in me.
I gasp and swear as he alternates between quick flicks and long sucks.
Then he inserts a finger and strokes the spot deep within me.
My hips rock forward meeting every stroke.
He slides his hands under my ass, positioning my legs on his shoulders, then lifts me to his mouth. The fingers are replaced with tongue strokes.
“Fuck that feels amazing!” I cry.
My legs shake.
“That’s my beautiful queen.” His words vibrate against my clit. “Come for me.”
My back arches as I gasp.
He devours me like I’m the only thing that matters.
Heat coils low in my belly as my fingers twist in his hair.
Tongue strokes fill me with rising pleasure that swells like a tsunami I can’t outrun.
“You taste so good,” he groans as my thighs tremble against his cheeks. “Let it out my beautiful queen.”
I can’t hold back anymore.
I come undone.
Whirlpools of pleasure spiral through me.
I gasp and swear and gasp some more.
The euphoria crashes through me like the ocean against the shore.
I arch and shake until the last of the orgasm fades like a wave pulling back into the sea.
I smile and a giggle escapes my lips.
I feel Dominic’s fingers on my legs as he slides my underwear back on. I push my breasts back into my top as I readjust it while he tightens the back.
His hand brushes mine.
“I told you, you deserved a night out,” he whispers.
I lean over and kiss him lightly on the lips.
I don’t trust myself to speak.
His arm drapes over my shoulders as he pulls me close.
