"Want them off." He rumbled, pulling at the material and lifting my hips up "Now."

The muscular forearm came down and treaded on my hips. He pinned me to the table, kneeled down and brought his face closer to my thighs.

"Look at you." Stone uttered hoarsely, his warmth breath tickling the wetness between my legs "So fucking perfect."

My blush covered my whole body. That or it was just the heat of a thousand suns travelling across my skin.

I felt his tongue steadily touch the valley of my sex. It was slow and sensual and completely euphoric.

The huge monster of a man groaned like he had never tasted anything so good in all of his existence.

If he stopped then I would die.

His tongue licked again. This time over my pulsing clit. The movement over the bundle of nerves had me shivering and whimpering.

The man feasting upon me groaned at the taste again. He then growled and lost every single hint of self-control he still had because he began devouring me.

He pushed his tongue in deep and traced my opening. He then dragged his greedy tongue up to my aching clit.

It was too much. It was the sexiest moment of my life.

The strong arm on my waist snaked underneath me and lifted me higher and closer to his mouth. It was like he was trying to get more of me inside his mouth.

The sounds he was making while his tongue slid in and out of me were ferocious. He was licking my centre and then my sweet spot that had appeared just for him.

Valentine Stone ate like it was his last meal on earth. He ate like a starved man. He ate like a predatory animal consuming its prey.

His shoulders were a beautiful testament to masculinity, and they flexed while his moments grew more desperate. His dark hair was buried between my thighs as he never came up for air.

All I could do was gasp for air and sob as my all the muscles in my body contracted.

My thighs shook uncontrollably. Stars began to cover my vision that reminded me of a certain pair of obsidian eyes.

Everything in the world faded away. Everything was insignificant apart from him and I. All that mattered was the intense pleasure that was building in the bottom of my stomach.

The man in control of my body then chose to take one hand of my hip and pressed it against where he had his tongue. With one thick finger, he applied firm pressure to my g-spot and rotated it to the side.

I could not hold back the piercing scream from leaving my mouth as my eyes fluttered shut.

My whole world exploded around me as I called out his name. My body shook. I tried ground myself, but I could not. My back arched as he continued feasting on me.