Rosemary trailed her tongue down his throat, dolloping kisses along his abdomen, until she reached the growing mound stuffed into his pants. “I’m going to make you cum,” she stated confidently. She bit into the hem of his pants and met his eyes with a fanged grin.
Blaine’s eyes widened. What the fuck was that?
As soon as he saw them, the fangs were gone. He gulped. Shit… maybe he got too high. But he could have sworn he was sober right now.
“Shhh…” Rosemary whispered while she pulled his pants down. She took his cock out gently in her hands, admiring the girth and stroking it calmly in her grasp. “It’s big as fuck…” she marveled, slowly easing the head into her mouth.
Her plush lips clasped around the head while her tongue made swiveling motions along the tip.
Blaine arched his hips a little. Not having felt such a sensation in a long time, let alone being so magnificently done.
Her emerald gaze drew him in as she swallowed the entirety of him in one gulp, hardly exhaling a sound as she did so.