...harp jolt. Any thoughts of anyone else other than her and Freddie were eclipsed by the sensations now wracking her core.
"Oh, oh, oh!" she screamed, her pitch getting louder the faster he worked his expert tongue over her throbbing clit. His mouth devoured her hungrily and his hands came up to try and still her frantic hips. She let out a mix of both expletives and loud moans when he pushed a finger back inside, crooking it so it reached her g-spot. One touch, that was all it took, and Sam came apart with his name screaming from her lips. Freddie planted feather light kisses against her thrumming sex until he felt her relax beneath him, her breathing shallow.
"Oh...my God," she gasped, fingers still tangled in his hair and eyes clenched shut. She felt him move, his weight switching back to the bed and he slid up beside her, burying his face into the crook of her neck.
"You smell amazing," he murmured against the soft skin.
"Don't be a nerd," she commanded through heaving breaths, her head falling to the side. Eyes met and both teenagers let out simultaneous laughs before she rolled over and pushed her mouth to his. Hot, heady kisses ensued and Sam found it ridiculously sexy that she could taste herself off his tongue, and finding that she was desperate for more. "Know what I've just realised?"
"I'm naked and you haven't even taken off your shirt...