Liam's POV
Harper didn't waste a second.
The moment the timer started, she took me deep, her lips sealing around my shaft in a tight, wet heat that made my knees buckle.
Her tongue swirled along the underside, teasing the sensitive ridge just below the head before plunging back down, her throat opening effortlessly to take me deeper.
"Fuck…" I hissed, my fingers tangling in her damp hair.
She hummed in response, the vibration shooting straight to my core. Her eyes flicked up, dark with mischief, as if to say "You think that's good? Just wait."
And then she really got to work.
Her pace was relentless, sucking hard, her tongue pressing flat against my length before swallowing me back down. E
very few strokes, she'd pull off just to drag her lips slowly, tauntingly, over the tip, her breath hot against the slick skin before diving back in.
"Come for me, Master," she murmured between strokes, her voice dripping with sinful promise. "I want to taste it."
