“Do you want to roll it on or should I, Bird?”
Damn, he’s sexy.
His dick is jutting toward me like a raging bull in desperate need to be put out of its misery, so I put it exactly where it seems to want to go first.
Inside of my mouth.
Rush inhales swiftly as I wrap my lips around the tip, then he kneels down on the bed so I can swallow him deeper inside my mouth. I close my eyes for a second to relax the muscles in my throat. Rush is thick and long and his big dick is going to take some getting use to.
Once my open throat a bit more and find a rhythm, I suck him off so good that he slaps one of my hands against the wall to brace himself.
“Shit, Bird.”
“Hmmm?” I hum a little with his dick still in my mouth.
His body shivers.
He loves it.
When I think he’s had enough, I release the suction and lick the underside of his cock from root to tip with a wanton look of a stone cold seductress.
I feel like a formidable goddess.
Maybe my moon is in Venus.
Or maybe I’m just finally having sex with the right man.
“Take your panties off, Bird.”
I lick the corner of my lips as if just tasted the most delicious treat of my life and look at him with brand new clarity.
“Ok, Rush.”
He lowers himself back on the bed, hovering above me, and it creaks underneath our weight.
“I think you liked my dick in your mouth,” he says, as he slides his fingers between my folds and feels the slickness there.
Before I can respond with one of my witty comebacks, he captures my mouth with his and simultaneously slides two of my fingers indie of me.
“Damn,” I moan into his mouth.
“You’re so fucking wet, Mia. This better be all for me.”
I slide both of my hands in his hair and grab it in by the roots.
“It is, dummy.”
Rush lets out a laugh. Only the two of us could still crack jokes in the middle of making love for the first time.
He pauses for a moment to stare at me. I’m not sure if he’s second guessing the next step we’re about to take, but I wait and play it by ear. We’ve done a lot tonight, but it’s not too late to stop this from going any further if he wants to.
“You’re gorgeous, Bird. Fucking gorgeous.”
I smile, relieved at the sentiment.
“You’re gorgeous too.”
“Spread your legs wide for me,” he orders, with a quick slap on one of my ass cheeks. “I’m a big boy and you’re going need to make room for me.”
