“Suck my cock while you finger yourself.” There was so much vigor in that creamy droplet that I wanted it on my tongue. I wanted to mix his taste with the wine and brownies, adding to the desire that was keeping me so wet. But there was something else, something that was also taking over. “Declan”—I inhaled sharply—“I’m going to come.” “Do it with my dick in your mouth.” He held my chin, his thumb tracing my lips. “Let me feel it on your tongue.”
