A moan escaped from me as she swept her tongue over my ear, trailing a wet, hot path down my neck before swiping that warm, luscious tongue down my chest.
“Come here, baby.”
I urged Lynx to kiss my mouth and let me have a taste of what I’d been longing for. But she was stubborn and continued her pursuit south, finally landing near my ready-to-explode dick.
“Oh Christ.” I let out a long exhale as her warm breath coasted over my tip. Then her whole mouth ghosted over my cock, not really sucking, but lightly tracing its entire length. My mind floated on a bed of clouds. This was bliss.
I leaned my head back into the pillow and blew all the air out of my lungs. My hands reached for her braids, itching to grab a handful, but instead they met soft waves. My fingers twirled through the strands, encouraging her to continue her soft teasing.
I was going to blow as soon as she clamped down.
Then she did, tightening her soft, plump lips around my rigid length, riding me with her mouth. My hips started pumping, pushing deeper into the heat of her mouth. I desperately wanted to come. But I also wanted to get inside her so fucking bad.
I didn’t have a choice because she picked up speed while grabbing my ball sac and grazing the tip of my cock with her teeth every time she rode to the top. And I fucking exploded down her throat.
My hips were still pumping when I woke to my hand being a sticky mess.
“Shit,” I roared into my empty apartment, before I stood up and stomped to the bathroom to clean myself up from a wet dream.
