Mia
“I want you inside my mouth,” I breathed, sitting up on my elbows, my body aching for him. The thought of having him in my mouth, of pleasing him, sent a thrill through me.
He stepped closer, the bed dipping under his weight as he knelt before me. “Then take it. Suck my c**k like the good girl you are.” His hand cupped the back of my head, guiding me forward gently but firmly, that possessive edge making my heart pound.
I leaned in, wrapping my fingers around the base of his shaft, feeling the heat and velvet hardness pulse in my grip. He was so big, my hand barely circling him fully. I looked up at him through my lashes, and the raw need in his eyes made me bold.
Parting my lips, I licked the head, tasting the salty bead of pre-c*m, and he hissed, his fingers tightening in my hai
