Fúcking My Ex's Brother (4)
“Open your mouth,” Rafe said, stroking his c**k slowly. There was a lazy smirk on his face.
I smiled, lips parting wide as he pushed himself between them, filling my mouth with his thick length. I savored the taste, running my tongue over every ridge while súcking hard enough to make him grunt.
“You’re good at this, Selene. I’ll give you that. But you only get a ten if you súck me until I’m rock hard.”
I worked faster, súcking him deep, then pulling out to pump him with my hand before sliding him back inside. I tested him with every stroke, watching his c**k swell and harden. By the time he pressed it deep into my throat, he whimpered from the pressure.
“You get an eight, Selene,” he said, pulling out, his c**k standing rigid and pointed at my face.
“No,
