Claire's POV
Before I could even find a smart ass retort, his mouth descended on my core, leaving no room for acclimation.
"Louis—oh God—"
The words tore out of me as his tongue dragged hot and flat right through my folds, licking up every drop of my arousal like he was starving for it.
He groaned against me, the vibration making my hips jerk. "Mmm, fuck, you taste so fucking good," he muttered, voice muffled as he sucked my clit between his lips.
I cried out, my back arching sharply off the bed, fingers flying into his hair. "Louis—shit—yes, right there!"
He didn't tease this time. He devoured me like a man stared, tongue flicking fast and relentless over my swollen clit before plunging inside me.
One thing about Louis was— the man could eat and he ate good. Fuck!
I could not even try to keep my smart mouth working. "You're so—ahh—fuck, Louis…," I gasped, my thighs trembling around his head.
