Zeke abruptly went still with his jaws hanging open. If he had not remembered to close them in time, saliva would have been dripping out of his mouth by now. To have Lu Yizhou's mouth around his cock? His gaze involuntarily drifted from Lu Yizhou's eyes to his lips – those perfectly shaped lips which had pleasured him countless times before, again, inside the simulator – and the visceral need gripped onto him so hard that he could not breathe.
Fuck, he wanted it. So much that he almost went crazy with want. Zeke flung his hand to the mattress with an expression as if he had nothing left to live for. Fine, he would just take this torture as a bittersweet appetizer for the thrilling main course!
