Caleb's POV
The sweet flavor of her arousal flooded my senses as I dragged my tongue along her slick folds, savoring every drop of her essence. Her body trembled beneath my touch, responding to each deliberate stroke I delivered. There was something indescribable about her taste, something that reminded me of silk and honey combined, making me crave more with every passing second.
"Your mouth feels like fire against me," she whispered, her voice catching as our gazes locked, her breathing rapid and shallow.
"You enjoy what I'm doing to you, don't you?"
"God, yes. It's incredible."
A low growl escaped my throat as I traced her entrance once more before slowly pushing my tongue inside her welcoming heat. She cried out my name, her spine curving off the bed, her fingers tangling in my hair with desperate urgency.
"So incredibly tight. And the way you burn around me."
"Don't speak while you're inside me like that. It creates the most unusual sensations."
