64. His Juicy Mess

ZADIE WILSON

My eyes kept rolling to the back of my skull with every lick and each deep suck.

I moaned with every flick of Ayden’s tongue and he held me as I shuddered like a juicy mess. His juicy mess. He licked every drop and made me produce more as he sucked me, shoving his tongue into my core.

I couldn't stop myself from screaming.

My hands struggled between covering my mouth or holding Ayden’s head against my dripping pussy.

I wouldn't be surprised if Chloe make an audio recording of this moment and if my newly employed workers lost their respect for me.

However, how do I care about that right now?

When my mate was consuming me with desire, need, passion, and aching pleasure…there was no way I could stop myself from moaning, whimpering, and screaming especially when he bite me tenderly or flick my clit with his fingers.

Goodness me!

Ayden knew how to please a woman.

And I could feel myself getting jealous as I thought of the women he must have spent his past with. He must