Blossoming Dreams-II

Ian's coarse tongue brushed over her core and Elise who couldn't handle the overwhelming warmth and touch that zapped her entire body threw her head back. A short but sharp cry left her lips. Elise couldn't describe what she felt but her hand couldn't help but try to push herself away, trying to escape from the rubbing that made her senses grew awry. 

In time, Ian had caught both her wrist, settling her hands next on his hips. 

"Don't run," he said, his words were said in a low tone that caused her shudder. "You're not there yet."

"But," Elise pursed her lips and softy whispered.