Chapter 34
- Our eyes lock, and I lick the end of him and taste the preejaculate as it oozes from his head. He cups my face, and I take him deep down my throat as he clenches. “Fuck,” he growls in a whisper as his stomach contracts. “Fucking hell, Emily.”
- I begin to fist him hard, and he lurches underneath me. He’s going to come.
- I want him to come hard, quick . . . and unbridled. I need to own him tonight.