He pressed against me, thrusting his weapon out, and I had to take it. I sucked like my life depended on it, my mouth working up and down its long, thick barrel until Jayden’s grip on my head increased, like a warning shot. His gun was big, hard, and unyielding, but I tasted only sweet salvation as I swallowed it down.
Browsing: gun
Henry opened the door and I was drawn to him like a magnet, lust in my veins and a gun in his hand. His eyes were cold and dark, his breaths ragged. I didn’t know what to do, so I swallowed his gun, my throat taking it in, his power surging within me. He was mine and I was his, forever linked through that night.