Page 63 of Her Fearless Warrior

I should be embarrassed, right?

Linc brought his hand down and covered her, then he brushed his fingers through the lips of her pussy and electricity arced through her from her toes to the tips of her hair. He did it again, and again.

“Look at you. You’re so wet for me, Leila. You have such a pretty pussy. You know I’m going to have to lick it. Savor it. Suck on your clit. You know that, don’t you?”

Leila whined. She needed to rub her legs together to ease the ache.

When she tried, Linc’s hands were there to stop her. He scooched down until one arm rested across her stomach while the other hand remained where it had been, touching her in a place that was making her go insane.

The first swipe of his tongue shocked her. She needed a moment to get used to it, to catch her breath, but did he allow that? No. The second swipe of his tongue went deeper. She felt his tongue curl.

“You taste so good,” he said in that low, sexy voice.

The next swipe of his tongue included a finger entering her body. Slowly. Gently. Not nearly enough, but too much.

He licked her again. This time, she felt that knowledgeable tongue teasing her clit out from underneath its hood.

Did I make that noise?

She heard the whining again.

I did make that noise.

Two fingers entered her and then they twisted in an oh-so-diabolical manner. Twisting and turning until they found a spot that had her moaning.

“Linc, baby.”

“Come here.”

“Kiss me.”

“Stop that.”

“Come here.”

“Oh yeah, right there.”

“Stop right now, I need your cock.”

I’m blathering.

She didn’t care. She was so close and it felt like she was going to fly over Niagara Falls.

“Here, baby. I’m here with you. I’ve got you. Give me just a little more, sweetheart. Just a little more.”

What is he saying?

“Cock. Need cock.”

Is he laughing?

“Give it to me, baby, then you get cock.”

Leila felt the gentle scrape of teeth on her clit, and she shot over the waterfall.

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“You’re not carrying me, are you?”