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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