Sh*t. It's hot.
"H-how many—mmn—seconds?" She managed to gasp out even as I tried to silence her with my tongue.
"Eleven," I lied, the movement making our mouths slurp together. I wouldn't let the interruption go unpunished. I moved her hand so it would stop pushing me and forced it to hug me instead. I loved the subtle feel of her body heat radiating through my clothes. "Don't worry." I licked from the bottom to the tip of her tongue. "I'll tell you when it's over."
We were probably well over the thirty-second mark by now. I didn't know and I didn't care. She was lovely to even worry about the rules while I just wanted to possess more of this weak, yielding side of her.
F*ck, f*ck, f*ck! I screamed internally. I wanted to see more of Miss Burry's flushed cheeks, especially with her glasses knocked askew and about to fall.
