Chapter Fifty–Nine. Helping him out.

Ivanna's POV

"Fuck. that's it." He fisted my hair, urging me to go faster on him. I increased my pace, sucking his cock faster. His moans got louder and his body grew taut and feverish at my every suck. His grip on my hair hardened but I knew it was more because of the pleasure.

Seeing him so ripped with pleasure gave me overwhelming satisfaction and pride. He always looked too rigid. Who knew I could easily make him so flushed and a panting mess?

"More, honey," his animalistic growl fueled my pace. I went faster, this time deep-throating him. He was so huge I...