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I wasn’t sure, but it felt like he was twisting his hand as he dived in, hitting me from every direction.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he hissed.

I hadn’t known the location of his face until his words hit my stomach.

“I can’t get enough of you, Oaklyn.”

The ice was circling my belly button, melting and dripping.

Down, down,dooown.

And he licked each droplet.

“I can’t.” I tried to hold in air, my head shaking back and forth. “I just can’t.”

“You’re lost, aren’t you?”

My head nodded. “So far gone.”

I heard a crunch, assuming it was the ice he was chomping, and suddenly, there was something cold against my clit. Like little shards were stuck to the flatness of his tongue, which he was pressing onto me.

He didn’t move.

He didn’t lick.

He just stayed like that, his finger going in deeper, aiming toward that spot I remembered so well.

The one toward the inside of my stomach.

The one only Camden had touched.

And once things started to warm down there, when the ice was fully gone, he replaced the frost with speed. Pressure. Those came from his tongue, pointed at the top of my clit, rubbing it.

Horizontally.

With an amount of friction that caused everything—even my voice—to scream.

“Oh shit!” I shouted.

Waves were rocking in my stomach, sparks flying across me.

Moving.

Rising.

“Camden!”

“Let me taste your cum.” He licked harder. “Come for me, baby.”

My orgasm rose to a peak. It happened so quickly that I hardly even felt the climb.

It was just there.

At the highest point.

Holding me hostage, causing every part of me to shake.

Tremble.

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