His tongue parted her folds with exquisite care and lapped at the wetness there. Broad strokes alternated with focused flicks against her swollen clit.
She lifted her hips to press closer against his mouth. Two fingers slid inside her once more and curled in that perfect come hither motion.
The dual sensation sent pleasure cascading through her in rising waves. She clenched around his fingers while her free hand gripped the sheets tight.
Soren kept the rhythm steady and unhurried. He wanted every tremor and every soft cry to last as long as possible.
Elise came with a long shuddering sigh that left her trembling. He stayed with her through the aftershocks until her body relaxed again.
Then he rose over her and guided his hardness to her entrance. The slow push forward filled her completely and made them both gasp.
They moved together in a rhythm that felt instinctive and natural. Deep measured thrusts allowed them to feel every inch of connection.
