I smirked in satisfaction and hollowed my cheeks. Jake hissed again, losing control. His hands flew to my hair and gripped fistfuls of it for dear life. The mild sting of pain urged me on, since I knew it meant he was intensely enjoying the blowjob.
With my free hand I reached up to cup his balls, fondling them gently in my palm. Jake’s thighs trembled. The sounds coming out of his mouth now were weak and voiceless, just broken whimpers of pleasure. I glanced up at him, and could barely see his face because of his huge belly.
For a moment I withdrew. My mouth popped off and Jake gasped. I wiped the saliva and precum trickling from my lips on the back of my hand.
Jake looked confused and offended. “Why’d you stop? I was so close.”
“I wanted to see your face,” I told him. “It’s hard from that angle.”
He blinked and blushed harder, if that was even possible. Sweat-damp strands of hair clung to his forehead and his eyes were glazed over with lust. His lips were deliciously parted as he breathed shallow breaths. My gaze flowed down from his face to his belly, which was big and beautiful.
“Everything about you is amazing,” I murmured.
Jake was so taken aback that - for once - he couldn’t even tell me to shut up.
“That’s all,” I added with a smile as I got back down to my knees.
Jake whined softly as he wrapped his legs around my back. “You’re supposed to make me cum, not make me emotional.”
I chuckled and grasped his cock in my hand again, guiding it to my lips. “Can’t I do both?”
He groaned. “Fine. Now keep sucking.”
I didn’t need to be told again. The head of his cock brushed past my lips and I swirled my tongue around his slit, making him squirm. His legs trembled against me. With every twitch of his cock and tiny moan, I knew he was close.
“Cum with me,” Jake said in a hoarse voice. “Touch yourself.”
I obeyed his order, wrapping one hand around my own throbbing dick.
A burst of hot pleasure shot through my blood and I moaned around Jake’s cock in my mouth. The vibrations made him tighten and writhe. Unintelligible noises spilled from his lips. We were both desperately close.
My fist beat faster around my cock. I sucked Jake harder, and he pushed his hips in rhythm so that his cock practically choked me with every thrust. The dizzying lack of air made every pulse of pleasure too intense to handle - and I came. Hard.
Jake cried out. He clutched my hair and thrust recklessly into my mouth until he nearly screamed with pleasure. Cum shot out, thick and hot, pouring down my throat. Thankfully, he had the awareness to pull out before I began choking in earnest. I swallowed all that I could, but cum and saliva still dripped from my lips as I took a moment to catch my breath.
“Oh my god, I’m sorry,” Jake said. He took my face in his hands, lifting it so he could examine me. “Are you okay?”
I coughed and then laughed. “Yes. That was just a bit intense, is all.”
“I couldn’t help myself near the end,” Jake admitted sheepishly. “It just felt so good.”
With a grunt, I stood up and wiped my mouth. “Then I accomplished what I set out to do.”
A sharp knock at the door made both of us jump.
One of the movers’ voices came from the other side. “Hey, we’re done here. We just need some signatures.”
Jake and I exchanged glances, trying not to burst into embarrassed laughter.
“I’ll be right there,” I announced loudly.
As I scrambled to clean my face to a presentable level, Jake sighed and leaned back on the bed. He raised a brow and said simply, “I told you so.”
