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Mouth buried between her thighs, his tongue flicks fast over her clit while she arches her back and claws at the sheets. Thick thighs clamp around his head as her belly tightens, breath coming in sharp gasps. One hand tangles in his hair, pulling him deeper—he groans against her, the vibration making her whimper. Her other hand clutches the pillow, knuckles white, as her hips jerk in short, desperate circles. The red bed creaks under her weight, sheets bunching around her waist as she rides his face with wild, uneven thrusts. He shifts, sliding two fingers inside her while his tongue circles her clit, slow then fast—her body tenses, thighs trembling, a choked moan tearing from her throat before she collapses back against the mattress, spent.