I slide my mouth over him, gingerly taking as much as I can before I pull back. I repeat it, again and again, stroking the length of his dick with my fist as I suck in more and more of him with each bob of my head.
"You know how to suck cock."
I do. I take him down my throat, swallowing the length of him until he shudders and grabs my head with his other hand.
"Fuck, that's good. Right like that. Like that, Maya."
I give him more of what he wants, taking my time, savoring each sound he makes; every twitch of his cock in my mouth.
He pumps into me, his hips catching an uneven rhythm as he tries to stay steady on his feet.
"I have to come down your throat. Fuck, please let me come down your throat."
I inch closer on my knees. It's a silent sign that I want exactly what he does and when I feel him tense and his heavy balls draw up, I look up and into his face as I swallow every drop of his release.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Julian
I watchher eat pizza like it's a movie I've been dying to see. She smiles at me with each bite she takes, her eyes closing softly as she chews the food before she swallows.
I wanted the taste of my release to linger on her tongue.
She'd licked me clean after she swallowed my load. Her soft tongue had swept over my entire cock from the base to the tip while she held it carefully in her hand.
I finally pulled her to her feet so I could kiss her. I excused myself to use the washroom, but it was only so I could splash cold water on my face and find my bearings.
I've never been sucked off that way. It was intense, tender, and the most erotic thing I've ever witnessed.
She wasn't in a rush. She didn't pull back when I tugged her closer. She wanted to taste me as desperately as I wanted to taste her last night.
"Did you wear that outfit for your client or for me?"
She looks down at the sheer black blouse she's paired with a black skirt. She's wearing a black bra underneath. It's visible and the thought of another man seeing it makes my stomach clench.
She gestures toward a chair in the dining room. "I had that blazer on and buttoned up when my client was here. I didn't flash him any tits or ass. I'm not that desperate yet. Give it another week and I may start to have nude showings."
Give it a week and this place will be sold. Interest has been high. I know that from speaking to the doorman. A steady stream of potential buyers has been streaming through here. Some are accompanied by a sales agent, but many come to meet Maya. If she can sell this place on her own, the commission is all hers.
"There's a clause in your contract that says no nude showings." I take one last bite of pizza.
"I checked." She wipes her mouth with a paper napkin. "There's not a clause."
I pick up her used napkin and use it to wipe my lips. "Let's talk business for a second."
"I thought we were." She cocks her head. "I told you early on that I'll get this place sold. I want the other eleven units. If it means I have to flash a tit I'll do it."
She's teasing, but it eats at my nerves. "Don't joke about that. I don't want another man to see you nude. I want you for myself."
She chews on her bottom lip but doesn't say a word.
"Don't date anyone else, Maya. Don't fuck anyone else. Agree to be exclusive with me."
She runs her hand through her hair. I see the hesitation in her expression. I know that she's about to bring up the fact that I just left a long-term relationship less than a month ago, but that's bullshit.
I was gasping for air before I met her, now I feel like my lungs are finally full.
I stop her at the pass as she opens her mouth. "Don't talk about her, Maya. I don't know how to make you understand that I was living in a vacuum of emptiness before I saw you at the launch party."
