For those few moments, all Lucanis could do was moan up to the ceiling, knowing that if he looked her in the eyes while she swallowed his cock, he would lose himself immediately. He relished in the feeling; that warmth and wetness surrounding him, the tightness of her throat as she pushed him deeper and deeper. Eventually, he had to glance down again, cheeks flushed and lips parted, uttering a warning that he was close while the hand in her hair shifted down to stroke his thumb under her eye to catch a few falling tears. If she wanted to pull back, now was the time — but he suspected that was the last thing she wanted to do.
Unless he had a specific desire he wanted to express, Rook was exactly where she wanted to be: ready to feel him pulse in her mouth and spill on her tongue and to swallow him down. She had no plans to stop until she had that, looking up at him with wide hazel eyes, free hand dragging up his hip, over his torso and down his abdomen.
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