Chapter 31 Maeve When he finally pulled his hand free I almost complained, but then he was shoving my trousers and underwear down my legs and off. He sat back just long enough to yank his own shirt over his head and shove his trousers down. His cock sprang free, thick and hard and already leaking at the tip. I sat up and reached for it without waiting.I wrapped both hands around him and stroked once from base to tip, watching the way his stomach tensed. Then I leaned in and took the head into my mouth, sucking hard, tongue swirling under the ridge. He groaned low and his hand came to the back of my head, not forcing, just holding. I took him deeper, cheeks hollowed, bobbing slow at first then faster, letting spit run down the shaft so my hands could stroke what my mouth couldn’t reach.“Jesus, Maeve,” he said, voice rough. “Just like that.”I kept going, sucking him deep, pulling back to lick the tip, then taking him again until my eyes watered. His hips started moving in small thr
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