It’s already dripping with anticipation as I bury it in my throat. I hear a muffled groan from outside the blanket and his hand on the back of my head. While I love the act, his reaction is what fuels me to continue doing it.
My cheeks hollow, and I create tight suction as my head bobs up and down. Steven shifts his hips, giving me better access to all of him. My hands grip his thighs as I rest on my knees.
He controls how fast and deep I go with my head in his hand and the motion of his own movements. Steven pushes against my head harder, shoving the tip against the back of my throat. “Fuck,” he gasps breathily.
He lifts the blanket, and our eyes lock, but I don’t stop. I won’t until he tells me to. His hips thrust faster as he watches his own cock sliding in and out of my mouth. His face contorts with pleasure as he fights to keep his eyes open.
I can feel him grow harder against my tongue, and I know he’s close. Just as I prepare to taste just what I can do to him, he pushes away, and his erection pulls out of my mouth. Confusion whirls through me as I look up at him and tilt my head.
His head begins to shake. “No,” he says softly as he helps me back onto the couch. “I want you to come first…” He scootches back, allowing enough room for me to lie in front of him, and once I do, he grabs my leggings, pulling them down to my thighs.
I gasp at the motion, but my breath catches completely as he dips two fingers inside of my dripping pussy from behind. Before I can make a noise, his hand reaches around to cover my mouth.
“We don’t want to wake him,” he whispers as his fingers curl against my sweet spot. My back arches against him, my hips rocking back and forth against his digits. He’s right, but it just feels so good.
“I need you,” I whimper into his cupped hand. “Please.” I’m not one to beg often, but my body can’t take much more teasing. I need to feel one with him…
“Mm-hmm,” he grumbles deep as his fingers pull out of me, but they are soon replaced with his thick, throbbing cock, and I cry out as it presses deep into me. I crave every delicious inch that he pushes in as it stretches my tight walls.
“Fuck,” I whimper and bury my face into the blanket. He grabs my hip harshly as he slams against me once more. He slowly pulls out before thrusting forward again. His movements are slow, and while I know he’s trying to tease me, I don’t think I can handle it much longer.
I attempt to quicken my own hips, but he methodically keeps me in place. My whole body aches for my release…
“Do you want it, or do you need it?” he taunts into my ear. His confidence causes me to quiver with excitement.
I turn my head to look at him. “I need it…please.” He bites his bottom lip softly, the corner of his mouth smirking slightly. He buries all of himself into me now, and I slap my hand over my mouth as my brows crease together.
His hips thrust into me faster and harder than before, just what my body needed. “Look at me,” he demands. “I want to see your face when you come.”
Fuck …
Just his wording is enough to make me spill over. My eyes find him again, and our breaths match in rapidness as his thrusts continue. This time, there is no buildup, no warning as I come undone around his cock.
“Oh my God!” I exclaim, hoping that I didn’t just wake up Damian in the other room. I couldn’t help it.
“Good girl,” he grumbles against my ear. He pulls out quickly and rolls me over to my back before climbing in between my legs. “Now…It’s my turn.”
Hedidsay he wasn’t going to finish until I did.
His tip pushes its way into me once more as he holds my legs in the air. The blanket has since fallen off of us, but we are too far into this moment to care.
“Fuck.” His moan is soft, telling me that he’s close already. The only thing that puts a damper on all this is that I wanted to taste him…Just then, I get an idea of how I still can.
“Don’t finish there,” I instruct. His brow raises, but his thrusts don’t falter. I reach up and push him down onto his back again, causing him to pull out of me.
With quick movements, I crawl to him and my lips wrap tightly around his soaked cock. His hips lift up off the couch, seemingly sensitive, but I don’t stop. I won’t until I get what I want.
“Fuck, don’t stop,” he gasps as his hand finds my hair and he clutches hard. With him pushing my head down further, I can feel him begin to throb. One more bob of my head, and he moans loudly as he spills warmly and deliciously down my throat.
I sit up proudly, watching him lie stunned at what just happened. His chest rises and falls rapidly as he still reels from his orgasm. It makes me feel good that I can cause this kind of reaction.
I still got it.
We soon find ourselves pulling our pants back up and wandering into our bedroom. After the noise we just made, I’m surprisedwe didn’t wake up our son. But seeing him still sound asleep warms my heart.
As we lie in bed, my mind whirls with all the what-ifs that the future holds. We are bringing another wonderful being into this world, and I couldn’t imagine a better person to go on this journey with.
“So,” I say, making small talk. “How was your day out with Damian?”
