Slowly, carefully, I wrapped my lips around him, taking just the tip into my mouth at first. My tongue circled around him, testing, tasting, and his grip in my hair tightened just a little more. I looked up at him, needing to see his face, and what I saw almost made me melt—his jaw was clenched, his eyes half closed but burning when they met mine, his chest rising and falling hard.

That look made my stomach twist with heat, and I wanted to see more of it. I sucked softly, hollowing my cheeks, ...