Prologue: Massimilianna
NOT EDITED
My tongue sweeps through her addictive pussy, dragging slowly through her wetness as I savour the taste of her.
“Oh my God, Massy. More,” she moans, far too fucking loudly.
“Shh, Michie.” I pull back just enough to whisper against her cunt, using my fingers to spread her open wider. “You don’t want us to get caught.”
She’s wet and warm and so fucking sweet.
Michie immediately clamps a hand over her mouth, staring down at me as I bury my face between her thighs again.
Fuck, I love watching her like this.
Her cheeks flushed.
Her red hair a mess around her.
Her chest rising and falling with every desperate breath she tries to keep quiet.
One of my hands stays firmly on her hip because she won’t stop squirming beneath me.
But that’s always been one of my favourite things about her.
Michie can never fucking handle her pleasure.
“Oh—yes. Please,” she squeals into her palm.
I slip a finger inside her, curling it slowly as I search for the spot I know will make her lose whatever little control she has left.
Her thighs immediately tense around me.
There it is.
I smile against her.
“You gonna come for me, Red?”
Her answer is another muffled moan as her back arches off the bed, and I tighten my hold on her before she can squirm away from me again.
