Maeve
Maeve flicks her eyes down to where he's settled between her thighs, catching his glittering gaze, bottom lip catching between her teeth in anticipation. He doesn't keep her waiting, bringing her other leg up to his opposite shoulder, hands moving to grip her ass and lift her hips from the bed. Her breath hitches, thighs already tightening around his head as her heels press against his back, drawing him closer to her in an attempt to spur him on.
It does the job and in seconds she's rewarded with the heat of his mouth against her, tongue licking through her folds and finding her clit, firm and insistent. Fingers flex and tighten in his hair, tugging at the still damp strands, squirming beneath his assault on her person as he draws more of her slick forward for him to enjoy. Maeve moans as him hum vibrates against her clit, stirring up the heat in her belly, drawing her ever closer to the edge that seems like it'll approach more quickly than she was anticipating.
Jack clearly knows what he's doing, incredibly dedicated in the pursuit of her pleasure, seeming to ignore whatever need to breathe that existed before, encouraging her hips to rock up against his awaiting mouth. "Fuck, Jack.." She pants, back arching and turning, squirming as she strains in his grip in an attempt for more. Not a single thought going through her head besides the pleasure that courses through her veins and that she would happily indulge in him all fucking night.
It does the job and in seconds she's rewarded with the heat of his mouth against her, tongue licking through her folds and finding her clit, firm and insistent. Fingers flex and tighten in his hair, tugging at the still damp strands, squirming beneath his assault on her person as he draws more of her slick forward for him to enjoy. Maeve moans as him hum vibrates against her clit, stirring up the heat in her belly, drawing her ever closer to the edge that seems like it'll approach more quickly than she was anticipating.
Jack clearly knows what he's doing, incredibly dedicated in the pursuit of her pleasure, seeming to ignore whatever need to breathe that existed before, encouraging her hips to rock up against his awaiting mouth. "Fuck, Jack.." She pants, back arching and turning, squirming as she strains in his grip in an attempt for more. Not a single thought going through her head besides the pleasure that courses through her veins and that she would happily indulge in him all fucking night.
Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips
We should just kiss like real people do
We should just kiss like real people do
