Oh, fucking hell yes! He buried his face in me again as one of his hands stroked up my stomach and side. Long, deep licks of his tongue followed by hard suction on my clit. Lick… suck… over and over until I was chanting his name over and over like a Gregorian monk on worship day. I felt another orgasm rising up from my core as his big hands held my thighs down to the bed, and I knew he could tell I was close. He sucked my clit into his mouth and flicked it hard and fast with his tongue, and I totally lost my hold on reality.

My vision went black around the edges, and I was afraid I would pass out from the pleasure as he continued his delightful assault against that little bundle of nerves between my legs. I could hear my voice crying out, but it sounded like I was hearing myself inside an echo chamber.

“Again,” he growled against my sex before I had even come back to earth. He lifted my ass with one hand and pushed two fingers inside my pussy as his thick tongue licked my clitoris hard.

“Oh, God. Ax. It’s too much. I can’t. I… can’t,” I cried hoarsely.

“Fucking do it, Blaire,” his deep voice rumbled, sending tremors through my lower body. “Come for me. I need to feel it.” He pumped me hard, his fingers finding that spot inside me that took me to the point of no return. His long tongue continued to batter my swollen, sensitive clit, and I felt my legs begin to quiver.

“Fuck, baby. Oh. God. Ax. Yesssss!” Every muscle in my body was tensed and taut as the orgasm hit me like a Mack truck.

Ax lowered my butt gently to the bed as he pulled his fingers out and talked me down from the heart-pounding climax. He kissed and licked me gently, purring, “That’s it, sweetheart. You’re such a good girl, coming so hard for me. You’re so sweet, so precious, baby.” His strong hands massaged my hips and thighs as he doted on me, and I felt my body finally start to relax.

“Sweet Lord, you are good at that,” I said breathlessly.

He grinned as he climbed up my body. “Glad you enjoyed it. I was afraid my skills were rusty.”

“If that was rusty, I would hate to see the state of my body if you were, um, unrusty.” His hand slid leisurely up my torso until he was grasping my chin, holding my head like he wanted me as he lowered his lips to mine. I could taste myself on his mouth, and it was so erotic it made me whimper. Then I thought about what he had just said. “Wait. Why would your oral skills be rusty?”