Winn jerked upward involuntarily, a strangled sound escaping him as her enthusiasm caught him off guard. She gagged slightly, and he quickly gathered her hair in his hand, tugging gently to lift her head so he could watch her face. His eyes were dark, filled with hunger.
She continued, sliding her mouth in a steady rhythm over him, the wet warmth of her lips and tongue sending shivers and jolts of pleasure through his body. He pressed the side of his face into the pillow, groaning and gripping the sheets.
Her moans wrapped around him, carrying both her pleasure and the deep, unspoken love they shared. She savored him, reveling in the taste and feel. "Babe…fuck…babe…faster…please," he gasped.
Her fingers tightened around him, steadying his hips and guiding him as she followed his desperate rhythm, drawing him closer to the edge while keeping a teasing control over every movement.
