And I was certain I imagined how much he enjoyed going down on me. At first, I felt guilty. “It’s okay, you don’t need to,” I said, while grabbing at his hair, trying to pull him back up. He laughed, a deep rumble that I felt against my core. Eyes sparking, he stared up at me from between my legs. “I know I don’t need to, Tink. But I really, really want to.”
