Chapter 236 Undercover Under Me Ch3

• She’s on her knees.Between his thighs. Chin tipped up, lips smeared with the taste of him — spit and come glistening on her mouth when her tongue drags it clean just to watch his jaw clench under the hush of rain on the roof.
• “Messy, Detective,” she purrs — voice low, smug, eyes flicking to the slick stain still wet on his shirt.“You done now?”
• He’s not.She sees it in the way his cock twitches half-hard again — thick, flushed, still glistening with spit where it presses hot against her throat when she leans in close.