Then, to his shock and absolute pleasure, Tahra leaned forward and took the tip of his length into her mouth. The warm, wet sensation made his knees buckle slightly, and he gripped the edge of the bed for support. She filled her mouth with him, taking in as much as she could without choking, and Zane's head tilted back in pure ecstasy.
A deep, guttural moan escaped him, louder than anything before. He tried to hold back, to give her time, but the sight of her lips wrapped around him, the feel of her tongue teasing his most sensitive spot, was too much. He clenched his fists, fighting against the urge to thrust deeper, knowing it would be too much for her.
