"You can be loud," I murmured between breaths, my lips brushing against his cock. "It's allowed."
My mouth moved deliberately, slow and eager, and I looked up into his flushed face. "I want to swallow your cum, Zayn. Don't hold back. Moan loud for me, let me feel how much you're enjoying this."
"Evric…" he groaned my name, his voice heavy with need.
"Yes, baby?" I answered without lifting my mouth from his thick, aching cock, my words muffled around him.
"Ahhh… right there…" His voice trembled, the sound breaking into a moan. Then, through the haze of pleasure, he asked, "Why do you want me so bad?"
I pulled back just enough to smile up at him, still stroking him with my hand. "There's no explanation for why you want or love someone," I said softly. "Especially when what you feel for them is deep and real."
