I froze. "Selene – "
"I want to." She looked almost shy again. "If you'll let me."
"Are you sure?"
"I haven't been sure about anything in decades. But right now, in this moment, I want this." She moved off the couch, kneeling between my legs again. "I want you."
She lowered her head, and I felt her cool breath on my heated flesh.
Then her tongue – delicate, exploratory – licked along my length.
I groaned. Loudly.
"Too much?" she asked.
"Perfect. Don't stop."
She didn't.
Her tongue traced patterns along my shaft, learning the shape of me. Then she took the head into her mouth – just the tip at first, her lips forming a seal.
The coolness of her mouth was a stark contrast to my heat. The sensation was unlike anything I'd experienced before – not quite human or supernatural, something uniquely Selene.
She took me deeper. Slowly. Carefully.
