The sight wrecks me.
My stomach clenches, and my thighs twitch. I’m already too close, and we’ve barely started.
“Mmm… good boy.” She hums, pulling off just enough to speak.
Good boy.
I need to hear her say that again.
I need her to say it a thousand more times.
I need her to tell me I’m good for her, that I please her, and that despite every dark thing I am, I’m exactly what she wants.
She flattens her tongue and licks the underside of the head, and starsexplode behind my eyes.
“Holy shit.”
One hand rips free of the death grip I had on the sheets just so I can tangle my fingers in her hair. Not to guide her or hold her down because I couldn’t control a fucking thing right now if I tried.
“Jesus, baby… it feels so good.”
She takes me deep, and I hear her gag, feeling her throat constrict around me. How the fuck I manage not to come at that moment is beyond me.
“I’m not going to last?—”
My fingers tighten in her hair, and I pull her head back, probably too rough, but she moans and smiles up at me with swollen lips and shimmering eyes.
I need to kiss her.
I lunge forward, thrusting my tongue into her mouth and tasting myself on her lips.
She tries to move, but I hold her there—one hand fisted in her hair, the other already reaching into the drawer beside her bed.
I don’t even have to look.
I know what I’m searching for.
My fingers close around her little clit-sucker, the one I’ve watched her use a hundred times before.
“Phoenix—”
“I want you to come with my cock in your mouth, and I’m not going to be able to hold back much longer.” I hand it to her, and she slides it between her thighs. “Now show me.”
She eases back onto her heels as she presses the toy against herself and gently rocks her hips. I’m precumming my fucking balls off, and when her eyes drop to my cock, she grips me and licks—just one long, slow drag of her tongue from base to tip, then wraps her lips around the head and sucks.
“I love the way you taste,” she murmurs before taking me back in.
Both hands tangle in her hair, and we move together—her mouth working me, my hips rocking up in shallow thrusts I can’t control anymore. She pulls back again, and the sight of her nearlykills me. Spit trails from her lips to my cock as she looks up with that perfectly ruined mouth—lips puffy and glossy, mascara smudged at the corners of her eyes.
“Fuck my mouth, Phoenix.”
I stand as instinct takes over, and she stays exactly where I need her—knees spread, the toy still humming between her legs.
For a second, I just stare.
She pinches her nipple between her fingers, rolling it, arching her back as pleasure ripples through her, and I swear my knees almost give out.
“Jesus fuck… are you trying to kill me?”
