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CHAPTER 241
~Isla's POV~
Neil's hands gripped my thighs firmly, anchoring me in place as he devoured me like I was his personal obsession.
He flicked the tip of his tongue against my clit, teasing it with maddening precision before pulling back and licking deeper, flattening his tongue and tasting every inch of me.
"Gods—" I hissed, fingers tangling in his hair, holding him to me.
He moaned in response, and the vibration made my knees buckle.
I pressed back into the books behind me, needing something to keep me upright as his mouth moved faster—alternating between slow, languid licks and sharp, focused flicks that sent sparks across every nerve in my body.
My breath stuttered. My thighs trembled and m grip shifted to the table's edge.
Neil kissed my pussy like he wanted to undo me, like he needed me to come apart for him.