CHAPTER 2

CELESTE

The words make me drip. My thighs press together as I gag on him, spit spilling down my chin.

“You like this?” he rasps. “Like being down there?”

I nod, mouth full, humming a yes that vibrates around him.

“Shit don’t stop.” His head drops back against the wall. His chest heaves, breath uneven. “Your mouth’s perfect. So fucking perfect.”

I moan again, swallowing more, lips sliding to the base. Tears sting my eyes from the stretch. He groans, low and broken.

“You’re going to ruin me,” he mutters, voice wrecked. His grip tightens, guiding me, but not too hard. Just enough. “Don’t you dare stop—”

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