Chapter 185

Silvia Without a word, Sherman bent down and kissed the scar on my shoulder. Then the one on my chest. Each kiss lit up my skin like a live wire. His mouth trailed lower. He kissed the C-section scar with a reverence that stole my breath. Then his lips brushed the sensitive skin just below my navel. His hands slid under my ass, lifting me slightly, spreading me wider. The cool air on my wet, exposed pussy made me shudder. I pulled uselessly at the cuffs. " Please…" " Please what, little red ?" he murmured against my inner thigh, his breath scorching. " Use your words." " Stop teasing me," I begged, my back arching off the bed.My heart hammered against my ribcage as his words sank in. "Eyes on me, little red," he commanded playfully, and I gasped when I felt his fingers slide inside me, a slow, deliberate movement that made me arch my back. "Already so ready for me," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. Before I could brace myself, he lowered his head between my thighs. The first s