Becca smoothed her hands up his backside, massaging the muscles in his lower back before gripping his waist from behind. Parting her lips, she sucked the head past her teeth, but he stayed there for just a moment. She used her hold on him to prod him forward, deeper into the warm recess, along her hot tongue, hesitating only when he hit the back of her throat.
Her long lashes lifted. Pure pleasure gleamed in the blue depths of her eyes.
Spencer took a deep breath, his head spinning before he began to move again. She nudged him forward, and he sank deeper into her throat, sighing as her muscles constricted around the head. He cupped the side of her face, pushing the hair away, his gaze locking with hers.
He set a gentle tempo, in spite of the roaring desire racing through his veins. Becc
