Bab 50: Wicked thoughts***

*Warning! r18 ahead*

He lowered himself in front of her and slowly spread her long legs to get in between. He leaned in, sniffed her delicious opening, and tasted it with his tongue. Then he captured the outer lips with his mouth and snaked his tongue around her butter bean.

She arched her back while rocking her hip gently to get a proper feel of his tongue and finger. His tongue played with her sweet spot for a while before he stopped.

Her movement was distracting him, so he pulled out his finger and held her waist in place before leaning in again to seize her swollen outer lips.

This time, it became harder and rough, faster and fiercer. Piper's throat went dry. Her breath hitched in her throat. It felt too good, so good that she couldn't help but support his head and push his face deeper into her world.

"Hmm, feels… heavenly," she stated in a hushed and breathy voice.