He pulled me up by my hair and slid his finger out of me, the wet sound obscene in the quiet room.
“I’ll earn it. Please, just give it to me,” I begged, voice breaking with desperation.
“I know you will,” he said.
He pushed me down to my knees and unbuckled his belt, the metal clinking sharply before he freed his c**k. Thick, veined, and fully hard, it stood like a demand between us. My eyes widened at the size, and heat surged through me.
“Take it in your mouth, Salomé,” he commanded.
I obeyed.
I licked the head slowly, tasting the salt and heat, then took him into my mouth, easing down his length until he hit the back of my throat. My eyes watered and my jaw ached, but I didn’t stop. I moved at a steady pace, wrapping my lips tighter around him.
“I’m going to f**k that bratty mout
