~Zayn's POV~
I bit my lip, my breath catching in my throat. I looked at him, my desire overwhelming my earlier frustration. "God knows I want you to ruin me and go deeper until I feel your dick in my throat."
Jaxon let out a rough, choked sound, a mix of relief and adoration. "Oh, good boy. That's why I love you, silly... You are just too perfect for me."
The simple praise was all the permission I needed. I gently started taking off my clothes while Jaxon swiftly undressed, his eyes burning with desire. His fully erect cock stood ready, a heavy declaration of his arousal.
He lay back on the bed, watching me as I walked toward him. His body tensed in anticipation, desire burning in his eyes.
"Come here," he murmured. "Put my cock in your mouth first. Let Daddy feel those lips."
But I was already too hungry for him. I leaned in, my voice low and shameless.
"I want your cock in my throat, Daddy. I've been craving it."
