Mira’s eyes, heavy with lust, darted up to meet Derek’s intense gaze before trailing back down to his erect c**k, her desire written plainly in the hungry shift of her stare.
A fresh surge of heat pulsed through her p***y, wetness spilling between her thighs and soaking the sheets beneath her.
Without a word, Mira obeyed Derek, letting him guide her head forward with the firm grip in her hair.
She parted her lips, her tongue flicking out to taste Derek’s c**k. A bead of salty pre-c*m met her tongue, and a low moan escaped her at the familiar, intoxicating flavor.
She closed her lips around the tip of his hard c**k, her tongue swirling over the sensitive tip.
Derek’s groan rumbled deep in his chest as his fingers clenched in Mira’s hair, guiding her closer with a possessive grip.
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