DAMIAN’S POV
Cindy—fu!ck—Peony hummed around me, the vibration shooting fire straight through my veins.
Her hand pumped faster, her mouth stretching wide to take more of me.
Her mouth worked me like a goddamn dream, sloppy and eager, her eyes locked on mine through those teary lashes.
Every bob of her head pulled me closer to the edge.
Christ, the wet heat, the way her throat fluttered around my tip when she gagged… it was torture in the best way.
But those jeans still clung to my thighs like a tease, restricting the full show.
Time to fix that.
“Jeans off, baby,” I ordered, my voice thick as I thrust shallow into her mouth, my balls already drawing up tight.
“Yank ’em down and don’t stop sucking on my d!ck…”
She mumbled something around my co!ck, the sensation shooting straight
