Alaric's eyes darkened with pleasure as he looked down at me, his expression a mixture of pride and hunger. I'd surprised him with my boldness, and the thought sent a thrill racing through me.
"So you want to please me?" he asked, his voice rough with desire.
I nodded eagerly. "I want to try everything with you."
His thumb traced my lower lip, still wet from my unexpected advance. "Then open your mouth for me, Isabella."
Heart racing, I did as he commanded. Alaric positioned himself so I could take him properly, and though I was still bound and unable to use my hands, I was determined to show him just how much I'd grown in confidence.
"That's it," he groaned as I took him deeper. "Use your tongue... yes, just like that."
I followed his guidance, watching his reactions through my lashes. Every groan, every tightening of his muscles told me I was doing well. The knowledge that I could affect him so powerfully was intoxicating.
