After the sunrise (2)

As the pleasure subsided and awareness returned and she felt a subtle ache in her breasts. Nicholas paused, watching her closely, then stood up, tossing his shirt aside. The hunger in his eyes sent a fresh wave of anticipation through her. She knew what was coming next, and the thought alone made her heart pound with renewed desire.

Without a word, she got to her feet, then slowly knelt before him. Her hands moved to the waistband of his jeans and unbuttoned them with deliberate slowness. As they slid down, he kicked them aside, and she freed him from his boxers. He was hard, hot, and throbbing in her hand and his need was palpable. She wrapped her fingers around him and stroking him with a steady rhythm that made his breath hitch.

When she finally took him into her mouth, his reaction was immediate. He sucked in a sharp breath. His hand found its way to her hair, fingers burying in it as he guided her movements. She took him deeper. Each motion brought him closer to the edge, and sh