Page 74 of Morally Gray Daddies

“Please, I’m so close,” I panted, teetering on the edge of bliss.

“Come for me,” he commanded, his voice rough with desire. “Come on my tongue like a good girl.”

His words pushed me over the precipice so that I came with a cry of his name, my body shuddering with waves of pleasure. Erik worked me through it, not letting up until I was limp and oversensitive.

As I caught my breath, he crawled back up my body, capturing my lips in a searing kiss. I could taste myself on his tongue, and it sent a fresh wave of arousal through me.

“Ready for more?” Erik asked, his eyes gleaming wickedly.

I nodded eagerly, already anticipating the night ahead. “Yes. Please.”

He grinned, positioning himself between my thighs once more. “That’s my good girl.”

The End

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