Beast taps my thigh sharply. “Eyes on me, Gaeton.” I obey, and just like that, I’m not thinking about Isabelle. I’m held captive by Beast’s baby blues as he sucks my cock into his mouth. He has to fight a little to work himself down my length, until his lips meet my base. It feels so fucking good, my thighs quiver and I have to lean harder against the wall.
