Ashar pulled his fingers free with a wet, newd sound, and before I could even whimper at the loss, he was shoving them into my mouth. "Suck." The command was a snap, his fingers pressing against my tongue, forcing me to taste myself—salty, musky, already too much. I hollowed my cheeks, my lips sealing around his knuckles as I cleaned them, my eyes watering when he pushed them deeper, hitting the back of my throat. Aaron's cock twitched at the sight, a bead of pre-cum welling at the tip before dripping onto the sheets.My eyes were on him now."Good girl," Ashar murmured, but there was no warmth in it. Just approval, the kind that made my stomach clench. His hand left my mouth, but only to grab me by the hair, yanking me to my knees. The position arched my back, my ass in the air, my breasts swinging heavy beneath her. Aaron's breath hitched, his fingers twitched at his sides before he finally gave in, palming one breast, then the other, his touch rough as he weighed them in his
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