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"Fucking hell," he curses, breathing hard when I touch my tongue to my thumb, tasting his salty flavor.
"You taste good." I smile up at him.
"Fuck, Thalia." His hand finds the back of my head, guiding me closer. "Stop torturing me and open that sweet fucking mouth."
I obediently part my lips for him. He feeds me his cock slowly, the thick head gliding against my tongue. The salty tang of his skin floods my senses as I take him deeper, relishing the way he fills my mouth. My lips stretch around him.
He bucks his hips ever so slightly, forcing me to take a little more. Unable to stop myself, I hollow my cheeks, trying to suck on him. He's so damn big, though.
"Look at you," he growls, his hand fisting in my hair. "So fucking eager, aren't you? Christ, I should have woken you up this way."
A shiver rips through me at his words, making me moan around him.
"Jesus. You would have fucking loved that, wouldn't you?"
I can't deny it, so I don't.
"Yes," I sob around him.
He growls wordlessly, bucking his hips again. His cock hits the back of my throat, making me gag. My eyes water and I choke.
"Use that pretty mouth, Thalia," he demands. "Take all of me."
I try to obey, try to take all of hm. There's no hope though. I sob, frustrated as I sink down as far as I can, only managing to fit half of him into my mouth. His grip tightens in my hair, pulling, moving me where and how he wants as he guides my movements. I surrender to the sensation, to the slick slide of him in my mouth, to the muffled sounds of his curses, to the way my eyes water and my scalp burns.
He watches me with those piercing obsidian eyes as if he's unable to look away. The heat in his eyes…God. I barely know him, and I'm already addicted to the intense way he watches me.
"Fuck, yes," he hisses, plunging deeper. "Just like that, Thalia. You were made for this… for me."
Heat coils low in my belly, a need so fierce it hurts. I shove my free hand between my legs, desperate to ease the ache.
My fingers dance across my slick folds, making me moan around him.
"Goddamn," he growls when he sees my hand hard at work between my legs. "Look at you. So fucking hot for it, you can't help yourself."
I sob my agreement, lost to the pleasure.
I'm so consumed by the sensation, by the taste of him on my lips, I barely register the strength of his arms as he lifts me effortlessly. I don't notice until we fall onto the bed in a heap.
And then he's dragging me up his body, moving me where he wants me—my legs on either side of his head.
"Sit on my face, Thalia," he growls from beneath me, dragging my hips down toward his mouth. "And wrap those pretty lips around my cock again while you do it."
I scramble to obey, balancing myself with my hands on his chest. The sight of his cock is a siren's call I can't resist. I stretch forward, plunging down on him. My tongue swirls around his length, trying to drive him wild.
He yanks me down onto his mouth at the same time, licking and sucking like a man possessed. The sensation is overwhelming, a maelstrom of pleasure that threatens to drag me under.
I shout around his length, sobbing in ecstasy.
"Thalia, fuck," he groans against my folds, his voice vibrating through me. His hands grip my hips, guiding me down further, urging me to take what I want.
"More, Troy… please…" I gasp, the words tumbling out between labored breaths.
He eats me with an intensity that borders on reverence. Every lap, every suck sends jolts of electricity coursing through me, igniting fires in places I never knew could burn so fiercely.
"Fuck, your mouth is heaven," he groans, the vibrations from his voice sending another wave of desire crashing over me.
There's nothing gentle in the way he feasts on me—this is raw need, dark and all-consuming. I match him, stroke for stroke, my own hunger just as untamed, as I draw him deeper into my mouth, trying to fit as much of him as I can.
