I’m always pulling her into my lap. At first she would fidget, not used to the PDA, but she wanted it. I could tell by the way she’d eventually settle into me. Now she’ll drop down into my lap all on her own. Not this time, though. Instead, to my surprise, she drops to her knees between them, onto the thick rug in front of the fireplace. I raise my brows in question. Naomi gives me a coy smirk, resting her hands on my thighs.
“He should be worried,” I respond to Arturo. The governor is worried about the next election and running against Archie Guldner.
“What do you think?” Arturo asks.
“I think we need to dig more into Guldner. I want a deep vetting.” Arturo knows what that means. How deep I dig into people and everything that they do. To me, no detail is too minor.
Naomi’s hands slide up my thighs to the button of my pants. She licks her lips as she undoes it. I close my eyes and suck in a deep breath when she reaches into them and frees my cock, her soft hand wrapping around it.
“I already have…” I don’t catch the rest of what he says. I’m momentarily paralyzed as she starts to stroke me, her mouth slowly moving closer. Precum is already sliding down the head of my cock.
Then the little minx swipes her tongue across it, tasting it. A full-body tremble wracks through me, making my girl slightly smile, her cheeks flushing.
Naomi isn’t shy about sex, but the one thing she is shy about is the desire and lust she sparks in me. When I tell her how beautiful she is. That I could spend my life kissing and tasting every part of her is when that more timid part of her makes an appearance.
She keeps exploring with her hand, stroking me torturously slowly, her tongue swiping across the slit as more cum leaks free.
It’s taking all my self-control not to hang up on Arturo. But I know this is part of it for Naomi. She’s getting off on driving me mad with her mouth.
“What do you think?” Arturo asks. I open my mouth to respond, but I cut off before I can when Naomi suddenly engulfs my dick with her mouth. No more teasing; she is fully taking me in, the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat. “Boss?”
“Yes,” I grunt out.
“All right, I also wanted to—” His words jumble together in my mind.
My free hand grips the arm of the leather chair. Her eyes flick up toward mine, locking there. She slowly lifts, her mouth almost leaving the tip of my cock before she fully engulfs me again, her tongue as wicked as the rest of her.
“Fuck,” I groan, my mind going completely blank now.
“What?” The one word jerks me back.
“I’ll call you back.” I end the call, and Naomi lifts her head, my cock slipping free.
“You didn’t have to do that.” Her tongue swipes across her bottom lip. I lean down, my fingers gripping the tight bun she has her hair knotted into, and kiss her hard and deep, tasting myself on her. It makes me groan into her mouth.
I undo her hair, setting her curls free.
“Finish what you started,” I order her, making her eyes flare. “Now.”
The bedroom is the one place Naomi can be completely free. It’s only her and me. She gets to let go. It’s freeing for her, she told me.
When it comes to sex, I lead. It is a rare occasion that I don’t. The other day I woke with her sweet heat dropping down onto my cock. All right, I might have been awake when she started, but I played along. I watched my woman take what she needed. A need that only I could ever fill.
I gently fist her curls, guiding her back toward my cock. Her lips part. “Yes, sir.” The two words shoot through my dick and down to my balls. I grit my teeth not to come too soon, but she makes it impossible, taking me again fully into her mouth. It’s the sweetest fucking torture.
“Slow.” I tighten my hold on her. “I’m going to enjoy this.” I relax my hold enough to let her continue. Her beautiful lips work me up and down, her tongue flicking and stroking, her eyes meeting mine as she pleases me. The vulnerability that she allows only me to see is just as sexy as the act she’s performing.
It doesn’t matter what she slowed her pace for. I’m too far gone. “Going to come,” I warn her, and she moans around my cock.
I do exactly that, my release exploding into her mouth. Naomi keeps sucking, her mouth unrelenting. She drinks down every last drop of me.
“Fuck.” I jerk back, my dick sensitive but still hard. I slip my hand under her arms and lift her into my lap, my hand going tothe back of her neck, cupping her there to pull her in for another kiss.
When it breaks, Naomi has a soft smile on her lips. “Was it good?” There it is. I see the shyness in her eyes. It wasn’t about the act of it. It was about what I thought about it.
“God, sunshine, you’re going to kill me.”
“Well, I am the only one allowed to kill you.” I chuckle. “That wasn’t a joke.”
