Tabitha’s POV

Reed’s fingers grip my hair as he leans down, guiding my mouth over the reddish tip of his cock. My lips part, eager to have a taste of him.

“Wider, princess. Show me that pretty mouth,” Reed growled, his cock brushing over my lips, teasing, tracing every curve.

I start to slide over him, tasting him, licking him, letting my tongue trace every ridge. Shit, he’s as delicious as I remember him. A shiver runs through me as his hand tugs me closer, and the heat from him pressing into my face makes me gasp around him. I shivered at the touch, part of me wanting to pull...