I could sleep for another day, but after the twins threw a fit about Alla taking them to school I promised them some family time.
They want to bake cookies for Santa and watch a Christmas movie.
“I don't want to move,” I whine and he laughs, shifting so I can feel how hard he is right now. We're both naked, because I couldn't be fussed with getting pajamas on.
Exhaustion won over in the long run. After saying goodbye to Alla and the kids, I put Alec down for his early morning nap and went right to sleep.
I think Rock jumped in the shower to wash off his sticky chest, but I can't remember. The moment my head hit the pillow, I was out.
“We really don't have time,” I breathe, and he groans. His hands grip my waist tight, stopping me from grinding against him.
I didn't even realize I was. My vagina has a mind of its own when it comes to the sexy man beside me.
There's a knock on my bedroom door, and Alla speaks behind the wood. “Don't get up yet, honey. Kids have some chores and projects to do,” she says, and I sigh.
“Wake me in two hours,” I call back, and she assures me she will.
Rock rolls me over and presses his lips to mine. He tries to deepen it, but I have a better idea.
Placing my hand against his chest I push him back. He looks at me with sleepy eyes.
“Lie back. I want to taste you this time,” I whisper, keeping my tone low.
His nostrils flare as he lies back down and waits for me. “Good boy, baby,” I coo, running my nails along his abs and down to his cock.
Gripping it tight, I spit, then glide my hand up and down a few times. He groans, and I stop.
“Can you be a good boy for me and stay quiet, or should I gag you?”
He bites his bottom lip, and his eyes roll back at my tone. He loves it when I command him.
“Please, Mistress. I'll be good. Just don't stop,” he grunts, and I smile. Then leaning down, I give him a quick kiss.
I resume my pace, and he grips the silk sheets underneath him, clenching them until his knuckles turn white.
“Now, stay still and quiet. I want a taste,” I warn as I bend lower and suck the tip of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue.
“So good,” I moan softly, humming. His hips jolt, shoving his dick a few more inches into my mouth.
If we were at the club I would punish him, but for right now I'll allow it.
“I'm sorry, Mistress,” he groans softly, and I smile.
I continue with shallow sucks, teasing him until he's on the brink, then I reach for his hand and place it on the back of my head.
“Thank you, Mistress,” he mumbles, moaning as I allow him to fuck my mouth. He picks up his pace as I rub his taint and use my saliva to slide it against his asshole.
It doesn't take long for him to be cursing under his breath and groaning, halting his hips as I finger fuck his tight hole, looking for that perfect spot.
I know the second I find it as he shouts and explodes down my throat. I lick him clean as he tries to catch his breath.
He whimpers as I continue to suck him. I love when he's oversensitive. “Please.”
He groans and I pop off as his cock spurts again, making a mess of his abs and I gratefully lick it up.
My pussy aches, and all I want to do right now is ride him, but the kids will be coming for me soon, so instead I turn around and back my ass up into his face.
He laughs and gives it a light smack. Grabbing my hips, he sits me down on my favorite seat, and I let him enjoy the mess he made.
