Leo didn't stop. He felt her inner walls spasming, clamping down on his fingers. She was right on the edge.
He curled his fingers faster, while his tongue flattened against her swollen clit.
"I can't... I can't hold it!" Belladonna screamed, her voice breaking into a high-pitched wail. Her hips bucked off the table, grinding her crotch into his face.
"Give it to me," Leo grinned.
As if she was waiting for him to say it. Her body went rigid. A massive, uncontrollable orgasm ripped through her. She squirted violently.
A heavy stream of clear, hot fluid sprayed out of her, soaking Leo's face, his neck, and drenching the front of his shirt.
But he didn't pull away. He kept his tongue there, drinking her in, licking up the juices as her body twitched until she collapsed on the table her legs trembling.
Leo finally pulled back. His face was slick with her juices.
