This time, when my hands went to his zipper, he didn’t stop me. I pushed his trousers down to reveal what, until then, I’d only gotten to feel. And yep. That part of him was proportionate to his wingspan. He was a beast. Everywhere. I sank onto my knees. “My turn. Finally.” “I don’t want to come inside your mouth, Celeste.” He grasped the sides of my face, his thumbs digging into my cheekbones to tilt my face up. “I want to come between your legs.”
