Page 93 of Pleading the Fifth


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Today, we’ve done nothing but sit around and relax. Never did I think I’d be spending myfreeSunday with Jo, but it’s been wonderful.

I fixed us some pork chops for dinner, and we got right back to the laziness. Looking over at her stretched out on the couch, wearing nothing but my t-shirt is one of my favorite things I’ve ever laid eyes on.

I figure I probably should stop staring, so I don’t seem creepy, so I focus on the computer again.

We each do our own thing, sitting in comfortable silence. Well, it’s not entirely silent. Jo talks quite a bit to the game. I get so used to her random uttered thoughts that I don’t notice when they stop.

I’m almost startled when I feel her set her hand on my shoulder. I look up to see her standing next to me.

“Hey, beautiful.” I push my chair back from the desk, so she can sit in my lap. “You okay? Getting bored?”

“Not really. Just thought of something else I’d like to do more.” She leans forward to give me a sultry kiss.

“Oh, yeah? And what would that be?” I ask.

She doesn’t respond but instead slides off my lap and onto the floor. On her knees in front of me, she pulls down the waistband of my sweatpants and reaches in to pull out my dick.

She hasn’t even done anything yet, and I’m already hardening in her hand.

With her eyes firmly fixed on mine, she licks a slow circle around the head. When I’m hard, she licks me from my balls to the tip.

“Oh, God,” I whisper.

She spends the next few minutes teasing me. Her tongue runs so lightly over every inch of the sensitive skin.

My eyes stay firmly fixed on her, anxious to see what she’s going to do next. She doesn’t make me wait long before she switches up her approach.

The teasing ends, and she sucks me entirely into her mouth. She keeps staring into my eyes as she bobs up and down on my cock. I about lose my mind when I feel my head hitting the back of her throat.

I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything sexier than Jo giving me head. I never want it to end, but with as good as it feels, I doubt I’ll last long.

“Jo, if you keep doing that, I’m going to blow.”

I figure she’s going to stop so that I can fuck her, but she doesn’t. Instead, she keeps going and now her hands join in. One of them strokes me in rhythm with her mouth, and the other cups my balls.

“Holy shit, Jo,” I groan. “How the fuck are you doing that?”

All she does in response is moan against me. A shiver starts at my head and runs all the way down to my toes.

I hold onto the bun in her hair while still allowing her to have full control.

My teeth grind together as I struggle to keep my composure.

I’m tempted to pull her off, bend her over, and fuck her senseless. But when she speeds up, I’m past the point of no return.

“Fuck, Jo. I’m going to come,” I hiss through gritted teeth.

She keeps sucking until my balls tighten, and I’m filling her mouth. My body tenses so hard that I get a cramp in my foot. I’m in so much ecstasy, though, you could cut off my entire leg right now, and I probably wouldn’t even notice.

She swallows it all down and then gives me a few more licks before leaning back. Before she can go too far, I grab her and pull her in for a kiss.

“Christ, Jo. What sort of witchcraft were you doing?”

She smiles back at me. “Glad you liked it.”

“What did I do to deserve that?”

She shrugs. “You took care of me all day. Figured I could return the favor.”