Page 65 of Crystal Luna

“I will,” she eagerly promised again, as her body started to tremble in anticipation of what was to come.

“Do you know what you enjoy? Have you touched yourself?”

She bit her lip, blood shooting into her cheeks.

“It’s okay, Velora. You can tell me,” he softly assured her as he tugged on the thin fabric.

She lifted her hips and he pulled her panties off, tossing them aside. “I’ve thought about it.”

“But never did it?”

She shook her head.

He nestled between her thighs and ran his nose through the soft curls he found there. “I’m sure we can find something you enjoy. But you have to be honest with me.”

“I will” she repeated, her voice shaking now.

“Good, I don’t expect anything less from you.”

Then her body jolted when his tongue flicked against her. It felt like electricity coursing through her veins as he did it again. He reached up and grabbed her hips firmly, pulling her back onto his face. This time, pleasure coursed through her body as he flattened his tongue against her.

“Heath,” she moaned out, fighting for each breath.

“Shh,” he hummed. He pulled away, leaving every inch of her begging for more. “You like your clit being played with,” he chuckled and turned his head to kiss her inner thigh.

“Yes,” she panted, trying to lay still for him.

“Good, but remember we aren’t alone. We don’t want any little monsters interrupting this, do we?”

She frantically shook her head.

He turned his attention back to her clit with a kiss, making her body twitch. He still had her hips in a firm grip, because she just couldn’t keep still. It felt like her body was on fire. She scrambled, her hand landing on his shoulder, desperate to hold onto something.

“You’re doing so well, Velora,” he pulled out her name in a rough deep hum.

“Please,” she whispered, unsure what she was even begging for.

“Can I try something else?”

She eagerly nodded, then his tongue slipped down. She felt him push inside her, the sensation slightly disappointing after feeling him on her clit.

“Does it hurt?”

“No.”

“Want me to try with my finger?”

“Okay.”

He took his time, using a gentle push to glide inside her, but it wasn’t enough.

“You seem disappointed,” he husked with a laugh.

She opened her eyes and saw him studying her. “I liked the other thing better.”

He nodded and with his finger still deep inside, his tongue found her clit again. She had to press her lips together to suppress a moan as those sweet electric currents shot through her body again. While his tongue lapped at her, his finger curled inside her. He began slowly, but increased his pace until he was knuckle deep.

“Oh, that’s better,” she pressed out, trying to keep her voice quiet.