Sammi POV
The pleasure is building, overwhelming me, but I know better than to give in just yet.
“What did I say, Angel?” He suddenly stills, his absence leaving me gasping in protest. “I said, don’t drop or swallow any of it.”
I look down, realizing too late that I’ve failed. A wet patch stains the bed beneath me, and panic flares in my chest. But before I can plead for forgiveness, he’s dragging me down to my knees, his hand fisting in my hair once again. His c**k is in his hand, stroking himself with slow, deliberate movements. The sight of him, raw and primal, leaves me breathless, and I can’t tear my eyes away.
His hand yanks my head back, forcing my mouth open, and when he cums again, it fills my mouth. This time, I manage to hold it, though just barely.
“Keep it in there, Angel
