ALAENA’S POV
Slow breaths, heavy breaths, mixed breaths.
He was drawing everything out of me.
All at once
This—this man was a god—a god with his tongue —in everythin—
F*ck
The rain slammed against the windows, drowning out everything but the sound of my ragged breaths.
Roy was between my legs, his hands gripping my thighs, keeping me exactly where he wanted me. His mouth—hot, relentless—moved against me, his tongue flicking, circling, teasing.
I gasped, my back arching, but he didn’t stop. Didn’t let up.
“Roy—” My voice broke on his name, my fingers fisting in his hair, trying to pull him closer, trying to get more.
He groaned against me, the vibration making my whole body tighten.
His grip on my thighs flexed, holding me open as he licked deeper, slower, dragging out the ple
