A hiss of air escaped through his teeth, and he shifted to twine his hands roughly in my hair.
I licked my lips and leaned in without waiting for his command. I pumped it twice and licked the slit. His hips flexed forward as he held my head in place.
“Mm.” I took him to the base without hesitation. I loved the look of pure pleasure on his face.
I sucked deep, twirling my tongue all around. My hand pumped with the rhythm my mouth set. His salty taste smothered my taste buds, and his primal scent made me clench my legs together.
“Fuck.”
My nails drove into his hips, only making him more turned on.
“Harder.”
I did, and turned off all my thoughts. He needed this, because I had done this to him. Whatever his reason was for getting pissed right now didn’t matter. What mattered was making
