Becca groaned and curled her toes as her skin flushed and a fine film of sweat misted her body. She drew one knee as far to the side as she could and lifted her hips to increase the pressure of Cam’s tongue against the flesh over her clitoris. The sateen cotton of the pillowcase was clutched tightly in her fingers.
“Oh, God, I’m g-gonna – c-come any – any second….”
In response, Cam tightened his grip on her hips and slid his elbows together under her bottom to lift her well off the mattress, changing the angle completely, and beginning to suck rhythmically on her clit.
The throbbing that had been building in Becca’s abdomen exploded out from her center and her whole body shuddered, as she panted and then bit back a long sob of pleasure. Her pussy clamped down and released over and over and over. Mewling cries escaped her as her orgasm cascaded through her, her calves gripping his ribs with each spasm like a rider holding on to her runaway mount for dear life.
Two or three long minutes passed as she came down, tremors coming less frequently as Cam languidly swept his tongue over her swollen lips and clit, stretching her climax out as long as possible, without putting too much pressure on the hyper-sensitive nerves endings that he’d only just been devouring.
…and, that's just the first page!
The finished work, consisting of this viewpoint AND each of the main characters' individual perspectives, will be coming soon! <-- see what I did, there?