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FALLON The cool air hits my overheated skin as he forces his shoulders between my legs, and I can’t help but shiver. His warm breath washes over my pussy, sending tingles down to my toes. He nuzzles against my folds, inhaling deeply as if savoring my scent. His fingers trace the sensitive flesh between my thighs, driving me wild with anticipation. An unfamiliar fluttering sensation builds within me, something primal and needy. A slow groan escapes him when he flattens his tongue, tracing it over my folds before he parts my lower lips with his tongue. An involuntary moan escapes me when his tongue finds my clit. When I feel his finger tracing my entrance, my eyes dart down to him, yet he only circles my entrance, nudging but not entering like he is waiting for permission, which I find odd. This man does what he wants, so I am kind of shocked. I bite my lip when he sucks harder on my clit, making my head fall back to the pillow. He shoves my legs flat against the mattress, using his elbo