Break The Ice
His breath hitched sharply as I swirled my tongue around the tip, tasting his saltiness.
"Goddamn it, Myles," he groaned, his voice hoarse and laced with desperation. He tugged his arm away from his eyes and glared down at me, those stormy greys blazing with heat. "You're going to be the death of me."
I smirked, the tease too tempting to resist. "That’s the plan," I murmured before taking him fully into my mouth. His reaction was immediate—a guttural moan that rattled through his chest as his head fell back against the chair.
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