I removed my fingers from within him and lowered my tip back to his mouth. His grin spread wider, and he leaned up to meet me, tongue snaking around my girth, until he took me in like he could swallow me whole. “Who knew the great god Hermes would look so fitting with his mouth full,” I taunted, curling my fingers in his hair, and rocking my hips. He growled like a pulse, buzzing around my length. When I pulled up to fight the urge to spill down his throat, his lips were shiny and reddened, and all I could think about was tasting them. I clutched his hair tighter and coaxed him upright, urging
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