He almost admired her guts, the way she had her quiet boldness, keeping eye contact with him as she went down. He stroked his hand over her hair as she worked, his thumb moving to brush over her cheek where her jaw was stretched around him, then into her hair to grab hold and push his cock in deep, until she was straining to hold him.
When he was ready enough, he pulled out and jerked his head towards the bed. “Lie down.” He stepped out of his trousers and watched her, shedding his shirt as well. He wanted her to look at him and be intimidated.