The sudden rush of pleasure was more than expected—she moaned and grabbed onto the couch, arching her back as he kissed and teased her. He knew what she wanted the most and it was exactly what he was hell set on denying her, keeping her writhing in anticipation before finally stroking her clit with his tongue.
She stifled a moan but couldn't hold it in. "Carlos…" She whimpered.
He looked up at her with a teasing, mischievous grin and she was looking at him too, with eyes watering. He wanted to tease her for a bit longer but he was craving for this as much as she was if not more. He got back to sucking her clit and gently slid a finger into her.
She grabbed a fistful of his thick hair and stifled yet another moan, and again, she couldn't hold it.