"Fuck!"
The word exploded from him as wet heat engulfed his shaft.
Vanessia hummed in satisfaction, the vibration traveling through his member.
She didn't tease, just took him deep immediately, her tongue working the underside while she sucked.
Alaric's hand fisted in her hair, not directing, just holding on as pleasure crashed over him in waves.
She was skilled, clearly experienced, working him with confidence and enthusiasm.
Her head bobbed, taking him deeper with each stroke.
Saliva dripped down his shaft, making everything slick and obscene. The wet sounds of her mouth filled the room, mixed with Alaric's ragged breathing and low groans.
"That mouth," he gasped. "Gods, Vanessia!"
She pulled off with a wet pop, stroking him with her hand while she caught her breath.
"You like that? Like my mouth on your cock?"
"Yes..." Alaric's hips thrust up into her grip.
