“God, I wish I could fuck you right now…” I whisper. “I wanna breed that ass, baby.”
“Mm…” he moans, sucking harder.
“Look at you… Supposed to be winning a war, but you can’t help yourself, can you? Too thirsty for cum, no matter where you are, you gotta get on your knees and suck your man’s big dick?”
He nods fast.
“I’m close… I’m gonna fill that sweet mouth, Velle.”
“Mm mm mm…”
Racing up to it, I shiver. “Baby, I’m…fuck, I’m gonna come. Don’t swallow it, okay? Just hold it in your…unnghh mouth.”
My dick shoots, aching a swift, lightning bolt of an orgasm that he sucks out. Raining tingles all over my body.
When I’m done, he pulls off, gazing up at me with flushed cheeks and watery eyes.
“Let me see,” I whisper.
He opens his mouth, showing me my cum.
“Fuck yea, baby. Spit it onto your cock,” I command hoarsely.
He looks momentarily stunned, but he gets over it immediately since he’s a sexy fucking freak himself, spitting the mouthful of my cum onto his own dick.
The slippery white stuff drizzles onto his solid erection, some dribbling onto the floor. It looks beyond delicious.
Crashing onto my knees before him, I lean forward and slurp his long, slick cock between my lips. Sucking him, coated in my own cum.
“Uhh… fuck. Oh God, Harley,ffuuck,” he cries, quiet and hoarse. “That is so fucking hot, baby, Jesus…”
He combs his fingers in my hair cherishingly, helping me bob on his inches. Sucking all of my cum from his thick shaft, swallowing it back while bobbing in his lap.
“Harley… s-suck me.Ohh fuckyea, cowboy. How’s it taste?”
“Mmm…” I groan.
“Heads up,” Peters grumbles over the walkie, cutting through my wet sucking noises and heavy panting through my nose. Velle stills. “Movement on three…”
I freeze, gaping up at him with his cock in my mouth.
That’s the control room.
With our eyes connected, I can see the worry in the blue, doused with frustration. He bites his lip, gaze lidded. And I just… continue sucking.
‘Cause fuck it, right?
If something’s going down, might as well drain his balls one last time.
“Standby,” Reyes rasps.
Peters is grumbling in code, and yes, we’re listening, but mostly, I’m just sucking on my man’s cock, because Iloveit, and him, and he deserves to bust down my throat.
“Bren, your twenty?”
“Still clear.”
“Soto?”
