Chapter 49. A Night of Pleasure

Hermione

My body shivered with pleasure as his tongue made circles on my folds, while ignoring my clit which throbbed and yearned for him. I grabbed his hair, holding it tight as it was the only way I could remain conscious with his continuous twirls.

"Rolan... Don't stop." I cried, arching my hip towards him as I wanted every part of my body to feel him.

He ignored me again, his teeth grazing my clit briefly, which incited a spark of pleasure in my innards.

He raised his head from my face and I felt empty immediately, like a very important part of my body had been ripped off from me. "Do you enjoy being a part of my fantasy? Do you like what I'm doing to you?" He asked, his voice seductively croaky and rough.

He didn't wait for me to respond as he dug in again, and this time it was more intense and passionate. Without any hesitation, he dug into my sex, thrusting so hard and fast that I thought I would explode from hi