Claire's POV
Louis eats me like a man starved. I find myself chasing the high. His grip is firm on my hips, he licks my slit, sucks, flicks, and tongue me down like a sweet treat.
I'm a writhing mess beneath him, my back arched off the bed. My pussy tingles with sweet pain, I was so close to coming undone. Despite the beautiful sensation, I found myself pulling away from his grip, my hands gripping tightly to his hair, pushing and holding.
The thing is, it was too much, I felt like I would explode. My eyes were rolled to the far back of my head. "Fuck..Louis…uhh.."
I'm breathing heavily now, he just ignores me. Louis was an expert and I was finding that I wabs getting addicted to his mouth. I was so close to a shattering orgasm.
Just when I thought I was maxed to the brim, he brings up one of his hands to fiddle with my peaked nipples. My moan cuts through the sex heated haze.
