VICTORIA'S POV
Damn.
He felt incredible at the back of my throat. His hand twisting into my hair sent me into a raging ecstasy I couldn't hold back. I chanced a glance up at him and saw the pleasure washing over his features-the way his lips puckered, the way his brow furrowed. He's too serious even when having s*x. And his moan, they're heaven. So manly. His grunts and his groans while his hips bucked off the couch. And I let him. I let Simoun f**k my face as I drove him to the edge. My tongue swirled around the tip of his c**k as his hand gripped my hair. I opened my throat and took him back as his precum dripped down the back of my throat. I closed my eyes and concentrated on his pleasure, his wants, his needs.
Because I missed doing it for him, I'm still afraid he'll catch me and fi
