~Evric's POV~
I ran my thumb over his bottom lip one last time. "Then let's start. Show me how well you listen."
I stood my ground, my hands resting heavily on his shoulders as he leaned forward. Zayn took me in slowly, his tongue swirling around the head of my cock before he eased his lips over the crown. I felt the heat of his mouth—
wet, tight, and incredibly eager.
"That's it," I groaned, my fingers tangling in his hair to guide his rhythm. "Hand and mouth, Zayn. Together."
He followed my instructions perfectly. His right hand pumped my base in sync with the sliding of his lips, while his left hand reached down to cradle my balls just as I'd taught him.
The combination was lethal. I watched him from above, his cheeks hollowed out as he tried to take as much of me as possible, his eyes looking up at me through his lashes with a raw, primal devotion.
