Chapter 43

Fred's POV

Becca has always been a shameless woman, but after sex, she literally awakened the wild instinct in any man. Her breasts were rising according to the small arches that still escaped from her lips, which came together to form satisfied moans.

It was such an honest response to my touch, that it was inevitable to feel flattered to be the holder of that pleasure. Because Becca could also make me wonders with her lips, and it was good to do the same for her.

I knew she needed some time to recover, I knew that sensitivity would end up ruining all my plans for that night, but I couldn't contain myself. While Becca still felt the effect of orgasms, I lowered my head, licking without containing her vaginal lips.

I sucked one of the big lips slowly, then the other, sending a hot and velvety sensation straight to her core. My tongue washed it in the center, and it shuddered again, but it hardened the body, bravely resisting the desire to surrender to the seco