Then she lowered her head, soft lips parting as she took him into her warm, wet mouth with loving care.
Slurp...
"Ohh~..."
Jake let out a low, guttural groan, his head falling back against the makeshift pillow.
Even with his body screaming in pain from broken ribs and deep wounds, the pleasure was immediate and overwhelming.
The sharp contrast made his head spin.
"Fuck… Grace…" he rasped, his hand gently threading through her golden hair.
Grace looked up at him with hazy, loving golden eyes as she began to move.
She bobbed her head slowly and carefully, mindful of his injuries, but her mouth was incredibly eager.
Her tongue swirled around the sensitive head with every upward stroke, lovingly licking away the precum that leaked from him.
The wet, lewd sounds of her sucking filled the quiet shelter... soft, sloppy, and full of affection.
Jake's breath hitched.
