I lick up his length and listen to him exhale. When his body relaxes, he tries to spread his legs but can’t. That can get frustrating, I know, but that’s why I do it. The frustration only adds to the experience.
With my nose in his navel, I take his cockhead into my mouth and sink down the length of his cock. He’s got a perfect length, meeting the back of my mouth when I have him fully engulfed. I put pressure around his dick, sucking out all the air and empty space in my mouth. Ruby’s inhale is sharper this time, his body jerking slightly.
“It’s going to be quick,” he warns. “I’m so horny.”
I smile around him, and while I don’t want to feel rushed, I glance at the clock. He has class at nine this morning, and he won’t be late on my account. It’s a good thing he’s ready. I think I can take my time, and he’ll still come for me without much effort.
We’ve been sans orgasm with this man long enough. I think maybe it’s time to start bringing him into our sex lives as well as our personal lives. He’s ready. I’m fucking ready.
I release the suction on his dick and feel his body jolt again. Keeping him in my mouth, I flick my tongue over his slit a couple times before circling it, learning the exact shape of him. The feel of him. How sensitive he is.
Swallowing him down again, his quiet moan fills my ears. I glance up, and it feels like I’m watching him from afar. His arms are over his head as he hangs onto the edge of the countertop.His mouth is open, and the pure arousal on his face is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.
What does he look like when he orgasms? When the orgasm is all his and the pleasure is just for him.
I watch him as I suck his dick. Watch the way his face contorts, his breath catches, and he moans for me. His body tenses, arching slightly. His legs shake. Ruby continues to try to widen his legs, and I can see the frustration when he can’t. I double down for a minute when he tries, rewarding him for staying like this.
He comes with a low, deep groan, filling my mouth with a large load of his juice. His body trembles slightly as he empties, his leg muscles tense. One of his hands comes down to grip my head, holding me against him. Pushing my face down harder, I make sure to keep him deeply seated in my mouth.
He ends on a quiet gasp, his body relaxing around me like he’s just had a full body massage. I lap up every little drip until I’m sure he’s finished before letting myself out of his leg trap. He remains sprawled across my counter for a minute as I kiss along his stomach, feeling his muscles twitch and dance under my touch.
Ruby sighs. “It’s awkward to thank you after, but that was really good.”
“You and Alka like to tease each other and leave each other hard all day. I figure the least I can do is enjoy your releases.”
He grins.“Like tomight not be the best words. I think we get carried away until something in the distance reminds us where we are and that we don’t actuallywantto be caught.”
“Be careful,” I say gently as I pull him up so I can kiss him. “I think it’ll be rough on both of you if you’re caught. You’re both going to feel guilty, and I’m not sure whatever outcome you decide is going to be happy for everyone involved.”
Ruby sighs, but this time, it’s not in pleasure. “Yeah. I know. We should stop sneaking around.”
“It’s hot though, right?”
His smile stretches wide. “So hot, Oscar. So, so hot.”
I chuckle. “You want to clean up?”
“Nah,” he says and slides down from the counter. “I think I’m going to wear your spit all day. Sounds like a good time.”
Chuckling, I watch as he pulls his pants back up then hand him his lunchbox, wrapped breakfast sandwich, and kiss him one last time. “See you tonight.”
“Can’t wait.”
I follow him to the door and watch him climb into the car and drive away. Then I go back to prepping for tonight so all I have to do is dump the dishes into their respective pans and place them on the stove to cook.
Once I’m finished and the prepped food items are back in the fridge, I grab my messenger bag and head out to go to Collin Fox’s house. AKA Zvi. I tend to continue to think of him as Collin. Otherwise, there’s a chance that I’ll say the wrong name when we’re shooting.
We’ve had to postpone our meeting from last week to this week. One of his husbands—the rich trust fund guy—took the family on a surprise Vancouver trip for a few days, calling it a “field trip” for the kids. Honestly, those are the kinds of field trips I’d love to go on.
I stop at the bakery for some pastries and a couple drinks on the way, just as planned. He lives in this enormous mansion that’s been in trust fund man’s family for ages. I can’t remember what his parents do, but the Arila name is pretty prominent in this part of the country—in the right circles, anyway. I only know this because I was curious and did some research.
Collin opens the door as I approach. He’s young. Early twenties. I find him fascinating since he’s been curating his audience since he was a teenager. It was all strictly PG right up until he turned eighteen. What’s most interesting is he’d created his online name Collin Fox from the very start.
“Hey,” he says as he takes the tray of drinks from me. “Sorry for the reschedule. Orson likes to spring things on us.”
“Not a problem. We live close, so rescheduling is pretty easy.”
He nods and shuts the door behind me. Zvi is a good-looking man with dark hair that he leaves kind of messy, though it’s styled in a way that gives the impression he tried to tame it. His eyes are dark, and his lips are very pink. They stand out as the kind that instantly make you thinkI want to kiss him. He’s got a nice, sexy body that he works on a lot.
