LENA’S POV

“I want your mouth,” Kai said, voice low and rough. “Open up.”

His hand slid into my hair and gripped tight enough to sting. He guided my head forward until the thick head of his cock pressed against my lips. I opened for him and he pushed in slow, stretching my mouth around the heavy girth. The taste of clean skin and salty precome hit my tongue. I hollowed my cheeks and took him deeper, letting him set the pace.

He groaned above me. “That’s it. Suck it like you mean it.”

I did. My tongue worked the underside while I stroked what I could not fit. Spit...