Bella’s POV
His words cut through the air, low and dirty, like he couldn’t hold them back anymore.
“Suck my d**k. Now.”
I dropped to my knees real quick, hitting the thick carpet with this dull thud that kind of jarred up my legs. The pointy heels of my Louboutins dug into my ass cheeks, stinging sharp, and it just added to the throb I already had going on between my thighs.
My hands were shaking a little—nerves, and excitement mixed together. I fumbled with his waistband before yanking his boxers down. His c**k bounced out, heavy and hard, smacking against his stomach before it aimed right at my face. Thick, dark red, veins standing out, the cap already shiny with that one fat drop of precum.
The smell hit me hard—warm skin, musk, a little whiskey and that faint cigar smoke that al
