Eunice
He barely allowed my fingers to close around him before a low growl rumbled in his throat.
He pulled my hand away, eyes locking onto mine—feral, unrestrained, dark with promise.
“Not yet, baby. First I need to taste you.”
The words had barely left his mouth when he slid down my body in one smooth motion.
Broad shoulders pushed my thighs wide. A brief cool breath of air touched my wet heat—then his mouth sealed over me, hot and relentless.
A sharp cry tore from my throat as his tongue dragged up my center in one long, deliberate stroke.
“f**k—” I gasped, fingers twisting into his hair.
He didn’t tease. He didn’t ease in. He devoured me—lips sealing around my c**t with firm suction, tongue working fast and merciless. Wet, filthy sounds filled the room as he drank me in, gree
