His grip tightened in her hair, his body tensing as she worked him, bringing him closer and closer to the edge.
The sensation was exquisite—her soft, wet mouth wrapped around his cock, the way her tongue teased him, the vibrations of her moans around him.
"Fuck, Eve. I'm close," he warned, his voice raw and edged with a primal growl.
But Evelina didn't relent, her pace quickening as she pushed him closer and closer to release.
Unable to hold himself, Damian grabbed her face and pulled her closer.
"Look at me," he ordered.
Evelina's eyes snapped up, locking onto his.
The intensity of his gaze sent a fresh wave of arousal flooding through her. She couldn't tear her eyes away, and the longer they stared at each other, the more intense the sensation became.
His silver eyes darkened, his breaths shallow and ragged, his body shaking.
She hummed, the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure through him.
