Aria took him past her cherry-red lips.
The overwhelming size of him filled her mouth completely, stretching her cheeks. Aria let out a muffled, enthusiastic hum, bobbing her head down. She was sloppy, wet, and shamelessly eager.
She swirled her tongue around the broad, swollen head, tasting the salty musk of his pre-cum.
"Fuck," Damien hissed, his head falling back against the plush carpet.
Aria pumped her small hand along the thick base, trying to take him deeper, but she pushed down a fraction too far and gave a slight gag. She pulled off with a wet pop, giggling as a thin string of saliva connected her glossy lips to his glistening tip.
"Oops, went too deep," Aria slurred. She pouted, "You're too big, Damien."
Damien let out a rough, breathless laugh, his hands coming up to lightly tangle in the messy rose-gold curls falling over her shoulders. "You're doing perfectly. Just use your tongue, baby."
