Chapter 17 Praise

• Quinn
• I knelt, my hand trembling as I grasped his throbbing dick. I looked up met his smoldering eyes as I licked my lips His hand stroked my head, positioning himself at my mouth, and I took him in, swirling my tongue around the head, savoring the taste of his pre-cum. A sharp gasp escaped his lips as I sucked, taking him deeper, my hands gently caressing and cupping his balls.
• "God, Quinn, your mouth," he groaned, his hands tightening in my hair. "Suck me harder, a ghràidh. Take all of me down your throat."