Aria Pov
“Yes,” I said as the statement moved out of my mouth.
The single word hung between us, thick and irreversible. Alexander’s eyes darkened further, the last trace of restraint leaving his face. He rose onto his knees on the bed, the hard length of him level with my mouth, flushed and glistening from being inside me only moments before. The scent of us mixed with clean skin and the faint remaining soap from his shower.
I didn’t wait for further instruction.
I leaned forward and wrapped my fingers around the base of his c**k, feeling the heavy throb against my palm. He was thick, the skin hot and smooth, the head already leaking a clear bead of precum. I licked it away with the flat of my tongue, slow, tasting salt and the lingering evidence of how deeply he had just f****d me. A
