Claire's POV
Louis got to work. I'll tell you that.
I was seeing stars and he was trapped inside my thighs, lapping up, licking, and sucking everything that I had to give.
My thighs clamped tighter around Louis's head as waves of heat crashed through me. God, he was relentless, his tongue flat and broad, dragging up my soaked folds before lapping greedily at my clit like he couldn't get enough of my taste.
Every flick and suck sent sparks shooting up my spine. I was seeing stars already, my breath coming in short, broken gasps.
"Louis—" I moaned, my voice cracking as I rolled my hips harder against his mouth. My fingers twisted tighter in his hair, pulling him impossibly closer. He growled against me, the vibration making my walls flutter, and I felt myself dripping down his chin, messy and shameless.
