“What do you need from me, pretty girl?”
“You already know.”
Three words from those full lips, and my body shudders.
Because I do know.
She’s going to take, and I’m going to let her pull me out of my own head and back into my body.
She stands slowly and walks toward me, closing the distance until she’s pressed against my chest. My hands go straight to her breasts, palming their weight, my thumbs stroking over her nipples until they peak beneath my touch. She leans in, her breath hot against my skin, and drags her tongue slowly over one of mine, a filthy little flick, andfucking hell…
“Fuck me…” I groan, my head falling back, my hips twitching toward her. “Do it again.”
She doesn’t.
Because she’s in control.
Instead, she lifts her head, and those golden eyes burn into mine, like embers catching fire in the dark.
“I need to taste you, and this time you’re going to let me.”
She moves around my naked body, gripping my waist, her fingertips featherlight, teasing my skin until I feel her lips on thewings tattooed across my back. She kisses her mark, then rises to her toes, her lips brushing my ear.
“Sit on the bed.”
I step forward and sit down. I’m resting back on my hands, my arms locked, watching her as if I’m in some kind of trance. I can’t take my eyes off her as she follows and sinks gracefully to her knees between my spread legs.
Her mouth on my cock is all I’ve thought about for years—nights I couldn’t sleep, my fist clenched around my dick, thinking about how warm and wet and fucking perfect it’s going to be. How she’d look with her mouth full of me. How she’ll sound when I hit the back of her throat.
But it’s more than just this hunger.
It’s fucking intimate.
Because Shannen, on her knees between my legs, sucking my cock? Yeah. That’s about to become one of my favorite things on earth.
Her mouth hovers at my neck, and the second her tongue drags along my skin, my eyes roll back into my skull.
“Fuck,” I whisper—maybe I moan. It’s hard to tell at this point.
She lowers, her tongue flicking my nipple again, and I have a full-body reaction. I jerk so hard I nearly fucking levitate.
I don’t even know when I started gripping the sheets, but now I’m clutching them like they’re the only thing keeping me tethered to this dimension. All she’s done is flick her damn tongue, and I’m sitting here, spine stiff, my jaw clenched so hard I’m sure I’m about to crack a tooth.
Her hands run up my thighs, nails scratching, leaving fire in their wake. She lowers her head… one breath, one more beat of myracing heart, and that first slide of her tongue is everything I thought it would be and still somehow more.
“Jesus—fuck—Shannen?—”
I can’t feel my legs, and I don’t care if I ever do again.
That’s my first thought.
The second is that I might actually die.
“Fuuuck—” The word rolls off my tongue raw and wrecked, my head falling back as her hot, wet mouth wraps around my dick.
“Eyes on me, Phoenix.”
My eyes snap open, my neck straining as I force myself to look, and fuck me—she’s looking up at me, her lips stretched around my cock, spit pooling at the corners of her mouth, cheeks hollowed as she pulls back torturously slow, then takes me even deeper.
