“You like this, don’t you?”
She hummed her reply, a mixture of saliva and my pre-cum dripping from the corners of her mouth to coat my dick.
“Does it get you hot, mhmm? Knowing what you do to me?”
Nicole gulped and lifted off my cock just enough to swirl her tongue over my tip. Around it, along the slit. My thighs quivered with the looming pressure of my climax.
“How wet are you right now?” I bucked my hips, driving my cock deep into her mouth. My hand in her hair fisted hard, and I used the leverage to push her face down at the same time as myupward thrust. “Is your pussy aching for me? It is, isn’t it? You’re fucking throbbing for me, I can tell.”
My need grew with each thrust, and I nearly blew my load when she wrapped one hand around the bottom of my shaft, pumping it up and down in tandem with her mouth. I kept helping out, lifting my hips off the bench to meet her every time, thrusting into her mouth with all she could take.
The feeling was driving me insane, not just because of the physical pleasure, but knowing she was enjoying this as much as me. My breathing grew ragged, and my ass tensed up when I felt her suddenly relax her jaw even more.
She took me deeper, swallowing me in until the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat. The instant gag reflex made her throat close around me, and I hissed a sharp breath in, holding her head there until she tapped my thigh. Nicole lifted off me with a gasp, strings of saliva stretching between her lips and my cock. She took quick shallow breaths, still stroking my shaft firmly in the absence of her warm, wet mouth.
For a second I thought she was done, but then she smiled up at me and squeezed her breasts together. Then she leaned in and slid my shaft between them, smothering most of it despite the size of my raging hard-on. I clenched my teeth, a strangled groan floating through the thick steam around us.
“Jesus, Nicole, that’s so fucking good.”
“That’s all I want,” she said. “To make you feel good.”
Her tongue came out to lick the tip of my dick peeking from between the tight squeeze of her breasts.
And I damn near lost it.
I grunted in pleasure, looking down at the way she was worshipping my dick like it was giving her life. I could feel the pressure starting to rise in my core, building up deep down.
“I— I’m close…”
Nicole grinned up at me, pumping her breasts up and down. “No, you’re not. Not yet.”
A deflated moan ripped out of me as she pulled away before I reached the point of no return, removing the supple stroke of her breasts from my shaft. I gave a long, shaky sigh, the pressure in my crotch fading slowly.
“You don’t have to look so smug about it,” I said as she stood up. The moisture ran down her frame, accentuating each and every contour of her body.
I leaned forward and put my lips on her left breast, sucking and biting like a man who had been starved. My lips pulled back with a pop, and she moaned, arching for more. I gave it to her, moving my mouth to her other breast while my fingers teased slowly at her wet nipple.
“That’s it,” she said, her hands raking through my damp hair. “Just like that.”
I sucked her in, flicking the tip of my tongue over her nipple until her head dropped back. Fingers still working the other one, rolling and teasing, bringing her right where I wanted her. Right where she wanted to be.
“God, Landon, I love your mouth on me like this.” A red flush crept up her neck and onto her cheeks.
“Works for me,” I said. “Because I’m going to keep my mouth on you—all over you—until you can’t take it anymore.”
My voice felt thick and the words tumbled out slowly, as if I had swallowed a shot of warm honey. I continued to play, hands drifting along her neck and down her sides, over her ass cheeks, desperate for more of her.
I then slowly kissed my way down her stomach. Her soft skin felt slippery under my touch, a combination of the steam and my relentless mouth. I pressed a thumb to her folds which parted way too easily for me. She was fucking soaked. I moved it up and down over her clit as I hummed my approval. I knew I’d find her pussy in this state when she was sucking me off, and the confirmation just made my dick even harder.
“Does this feel good?” I asked.
She nodded, pliant under my caress. “Yes.”
“You probably want to come, don’t you? But not yet. Be patient.” I smirked at her, my grin widening when she let out a frustrated huff.
I slowly moved both hands up to her hips and pulled her closer. She softened into my touch and I saw just how wet she had become, streaks of pussy juice dripping down the inside of her thighs. So fucking ready for me.
“I want to taste you too,” I said, my voice coming out all choked-up by how turned on I was. “But you have to promise me you won’t come.”
