and then trevor 's mouth was on my pebbled nipple , his hand moving along my wetness , making my breath hitch and my cli**x rise up , so fruitful and close before he moved on top of me , his hip grinding into my pelvis , and he leaned down to lick my earlobe , then slowly kissed a trail to my v. oh , that and that and there and - his magic tongue , the one that made his songs sound like liquid dreams , strummed my neediest of spots right now , stroking and laving with the sole intent of making me feel good .