Rae shut his eyes for a moment, letting out a shaky breath as her hot, wet tongue barely grazed the swollen tip of his cock.
No matter how many times Alice had been on her knees for him, this feeling, this exact spark of heat and pleasure, always made his brain melt into bliss.
'But not yet. Not yet.'
She needed to be teased, denied, wound up so tight that she'd break the moment he finally gave in.
With a swift shift of his hips, he leaned back just enough to pull his cock away, making it hover just above her lips, so close she could feel the heat radiating off it.
Lyra had leaned up again, eager for another taste, her mouth parted, tongue already glistening, but he didn't let her have it.
Not yet.
Instead, his hands slid down, warm and firm as they cupped her breasts, fingers sinking into the softness, lifting and kneading like he was sculpting something divine.
Her eyes, however, were glued to the thick shaft just inches from her face, hypnotized by its movement.
