Evelyn's thighs clamped around Riley's head, trembling uncontrollably as he kept licking her with the same relentless hunger that had already broken her once tonight.
Every stroke of his tongue made her gasp, every curl of his fingers deep inside her made her whole body jolt.
"Riley… Riley… I—" she whimpered, her voice thin and panicked with pleasure.
He felt it—the way her hips started twitching, the way her stomach clenched, the way her breath turned into short, helpless gasps.
Riley tightened his grip on her hips and pulled her even closer, burying his mouth deeper into her soaked pussy as if he intended to swallow her whole.
His tongue flicked harder. Faster. Deeper.
Evelyn's back arched off the bed, her hands digging into his hair, pulling him closer, needing him desperately even though the pleasure was becoming almost unbearable.
Her entire lower body spasmed as Riley's mouth sealed over her slit, lips wrapped around her most sensitive spot.
