[smut alert, don't read if uncomfortable]
John's tongue softly rubbed on her clit and Roselyn jolted when she felt an odd freshness and a shiver running through her body. In a quake a of pleasure she moaned once again. His tongue pressed gently on her weak point just to stir into a circular motion.
Roselyn's grip on the bed tightened when her legs began to tremble more and she widened her legs as she soaked the pleasure. As John tasted more of her the wetness outside of her core intensified and John's eyes lit up at the sight, "I see you're enjoying my work, aren't you?"
Rather than a question it sounded like a proud statement.
John didn't like to be left hanging, even if Roselyn was focusing all her energies otherwise in the attempt to fully enjoy the pleasure and try not to give up to that sensation too early.
