“Let me see it, sweetheart,” he coaxed, and I let one of my hands snake down my belly until the tips of my fingers brushed his lips. “Spread that pretty pussy for me.” With my fingers I opened myself to him and the sound he made. It could swallow me up.

“Look at you.” He sounded winded and I could almost feel my heart crashing against my sternum. “Like a flower. Brown and pink and red,” he whispered reverently, his lips so close to my pussy he brushed my skin when he spoke. “Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he panted, head unmoving as if it was locked in that position. Ready to devour me.

“Taste me, baby,” I urged, rolling my hips into his touch.

But instead of doing what I asked, he continued his slow, appreciative examination. “I want to sit you on my face later,” he said thoughtfully, his face a study in concentration as a strong hand gripped my thigh and opened me further. “How bad do you want my mouth on you?” He was torturing me.

“Come on, please.” I urged him. I was so keyed up, I thought I was going to lose my mind. “Don’t make me beg, Theo.”

“Okay, shh, I’m going to take care of you, sweetheart,” he soothed, and flicked his tongue over my clit, sending an electric shock through my body. The scrape of his tongue on that sensitive part of me was almost too much.

“Ah,” I cried, as he lashed his tongue over my oversensitized flesh. He hummed against me like he was tasting something so good he couldn’t stop savoring long enough to make words.

“God you’re delicious.” He went back in this time with hand and mouth. Fingers sliding over my folds, dipping into my heat, flicking, rubbing while he slurped on the tight nub of nerves that sent shocks of electricity through my body. The sounds of it were obscene and the way those broad shoulders looked with him hunched over me were almost enough to make me come. I watched as two of his fingers fucked in and out of me while he swirled his tongue over my wetness, like he didn’t want to waste a drop. Inside me that hot, sweet tug began to stretch tighter and tighter and my mouth fell open in a muted scream.

“Oh, I’m so close, please,” I cried, pressing myself tighter to his mouth, right on the edge of an orgasm.

“Play with your tits, I want to watch while I eat you out,” he ordered, keeping the pressure at my core expertly.