I knew just how to please him, exactly what combination of pressure he liked, when he’d want me to switch it up, exactly what time to cup his heavy, swollen balls.
The sight of his hips thrusting into my mouth was unbelievably erotic, the feel of his big hand cupping my head, and he released into my mouth with a grunt.
Looking up so he’d see me swallow every drop, I was rewarded with another one of his groans.
“Fuck, Ro, that was good.”
His words made me wiggle in place, my wet thighs sticking together under my skirt.
I sucked up every drop of that pure salty-sweet cum, and licked the tip of his dick as he put it back in his pants.
“Seemed like you were gone forever,” I said, getting up. “How did it go in Philly?”
Usually I went on every leg of the tour. But this time, I wanted to prove to myself that I could stay away. But I hadn’t made it very long. God, how even a few days away made me crave him so badly. . .
“Miss me?” he grinned, his white teeth flashing out with that irresistible smile.
“Yes,” I said, my breath catching in my throat.
Maybe this was finally it. . .maybe now he’d admit it. . .
His career had never been stronger, and we’d built it together. He said he would settle down in the future, but the future was now. . .
Then there was a crackling sound over the intercom.
“Shit, we better get back out there. Your turn later, baby girl.”
“OK,” I said.
After all, usually he did return the favor. Mostly.
Kingsley did think his big pierced dick was God’s gift to women, so it wasn’t like healwaysfelt the need to reciprocate.
“You know, next time you could stay in my hotel room the night before a trip,” I said, trying to affect a casual tone in my voice. “Save some money on two rooms.”
“Ro, you know I don’t do overnights,” he said, ruffling my hair as he pulled down his T-shirt. “That’s not my style.”
“I know, Kings,” I said, swallowing my disappointment.
“Good girl,” he replied, winking at me as he opened the bathroom door. “What I love about you is you’re never clingy. You’re not like other girls, always asking for more. I love it.”
“Right,” I said. “That’s me.”
The back of the plane was still empty, and we walked through it as Kingsley flicked the dividing curtain aside.
Everyone was sitting down and buckling up, and now there was a pleasant brown-haired woman I didn’t recognize, with big teased bangs and a navy blue pantsuit.
She hurried up and shook Kings’ hand.
“I’m really looking forward to interviewing you and your new girlfriend on this trip,” she said.
“Your newgirlfriend?” I couldn’t help gasping.
Was that supposed to beme? Was this Kingsley’s way of saying he finally wanted to make us official?
I opened my mouth to accept, and then pretty, sweet Dolly came right up to Kingsley and slipped her hand shyly in his. Her eyes shone like stars as she looked at him.
“I guess our little secret is out. I’m so excited for our first trip together!”
