The longer he went on, the harder it was for her to stay still. She started to rock her hips into his tongue, back arching. He found that spot again, the one that crackled pleasure hotly through every nerve, and she gasped, “What have you found, oh my god, what have you foun—oh!” Every limb trembled with the force of the climax crashing through her.
Smirking in awed delight as she began to cant her hips up into each lap of his tongue, he simply sealed his lips over a single spot that seemed to cause her to thrash wildly, and he focused solely there for a few moments. And as she came, he lapped and sucked it up without any hesitation, his eyes blown wide with pleasure.
Summer couldn’t even speak for a long moment. She laid flat on the bed, a tremor shivering her legs occasionally, and panted, eyes glazed over. She groped her fingers downward, trying to touch him, shaping the word “wow.”