“I can’t look away.” “You want it?” I knew he meant it as a warning as he fisted himself, stroking all the way down his length and back to the top. “Yes. I want it. I want it everywhere.” A groan rolled out of him. “Tryin’ to wreck me. Tryin’ to ruin me in every way.” I wrapped a shaky hand around the base of his cock and leaned enough that I could lick across the tip. Otto jolted forward. “Raven, fuck.” “Like that?”
