Silly girl.
Silly, silly girl.
I’d give up everything for her, dick included, and one day soon, she’d get it.
Trying not to smirk too hard, I grabbed Kellie’s hips and tugged her toward me, realizing way too late the error of my ways. “Done,” I confirmed before crushing her lips under mine in a kiss that left no doubts.
By the time we broke apart, Kellie’s eyes were glazed over, and the water was starting to cool back down to normal human temperature.
“Time to get out, pretty girl,” I told her, pushing open the glass door.
“You coming?” Kellie asked as she stepped out onto the fluffy blue mat beneath her feet looking like everything I could have ever wished for.
“I just need a minute,” I told her, hating how she pouted before reaching for a towel and wrapping it around her.
“Well, don't be too long.”
“I won’t,” I promised, letting the door close and turning the hot water off. I needed to cool the hell down before I climbed back into bed with all that temptation, and if that meant freezing my balls off, then that’s what I had to do.
I got cleaned up and climbed out before drying off and pulling on a pair of pajama pants. After checking the rest of the house, I stepped back into the bedroom to find the love of my life snoring soundly, star-fished in the middle of the bed. With the blankets pushed down around her hips, Kellie was wearing one of my old, faded station T-shirts, her hair fanned out across the pillow, her lips parted, and one leg wrapped around the blanket.
I don't know how long I stood there staring at her, watching her sleep before I crawled in beside her, rearranging her so we both fit in the bed. The moment my head touched the pillow, warmth wrapped itself around me, and I let my tired eyes close, knowing everything I ever wanted in the world was safe and within reach.
“What the?” I woke up with a start.
I’d been having the best dream. It involved naked Kellie, a sleep-in, and the world’s best blow job.
I heard a murmur.
Looking down, I caught Kellie’s eye as she swallowed my cock.
Fuck me sideways! It wasn’t a dream, and if it was, then I never wanted to wake up.
Too afraid to ask what she was doing or why, I pushed myself up on my elbows before reaching down and cupping her cheek, tucking her hair behind her ear.
She pulled off with a pop before licking her lips, her eyes blazing with mischief. “Good morning,” she said with a huskiness in her voice I didn’t recognize.
“A very good morning,” I managed to grunt as her tongue swiped across my tip before taking me back into her mouth.
Fuck, she was good at this. And when she reached for my balls, rolling them in her palm, I thought I would blow my load. Closing my eyes and flopping back against the pillow, I draped my arm over my eyes as my hips lifted off the bed.
“Do it, Jake. Fuck my face,” Kellie demanded as she increased the pressure of her grip, squeezing my shaft harder and pressing her thumb against the spot behind my balls that had them drawing up and made my spine tingle.
This would be over too fast.
Then she hummed.
She fucking hummed.
With a mouth full of cock, she hummed, and I snapped.
Fisting her hair, I pulled it out of her face and locked my eyes with hers. Her eyes watered, and tears dribbled down her cheeks as she sucked me in, her tongue dancing around making every nerve in my body come alive.
Fucking her face like I’d been a sailor at sea for months and hadn’t seen a woman, I lost control. I became a rabid, desperate man. Desperate for the release Kellie was tempting me with.
“I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” I couldn’t even form sentences.
I could barely form a coherent thought.
