Chapter 8

Shantelle’s POV

Seven turned and slid between my spread legs so I was almost straddling my face, and his tongue came up to circle my little button as his finger slides in and out of my pussy.

“Oh god, Seven. Fuck. Fuck…” I didn’t care who could hear me calling out his name. I was gone, and caring about what was happening around me was not in my thoughts for now.

My breaths got shorter and shorter as he pressed his tongue harder against my clit, his finger crooking slightly as it grazed the wall of my pussy. I didn’t know how long he did it, just that I never wanted him to stop.

“I’m going to come,” I finally choked, my lips bucking back and forth.

It was going to be on my bed. I was going to take care of that later. I was at the edge of coming; that was all I could think about.

Seven moved his mouth to my pussy as his finger came up to flick, fast and hard, against my clit, and my entire body tensed as my breathing stopped.

And he kep