This was a life I could see myself craving every day. Our escape from the world around us.
The woman had devoured half the pizza and some of the breadsticks. I knew that she hadn’t eaten much at work, but she looked a little different. I couldn’t put my finger on it.
“What’s the piece supposed to symbolize?” she asked, food still in her mouth.
“Weren’t you taught never to talk with your mouth full?” I teased her.
“You want to stuff it with something else?” She smirked.
That made my cock twitch against my zipper. I had been thinking about her since we left the gym. Fuck, who was I kidding, there was never a time I wasn’t thinking about her.
“You trying to say something?”
“You want me to beg?” That little bratty side of her was coming out.
“Wouldn’t be a bad thing right?” I winked, turning my attention back to the piece. I didn’t know yet what the piece was supposed to symbolize. The tones of the blues and grays almost gave it a calming voice, but the strokes were chaotic. Maybe it was showing what my head felt like.
She had stayed quiet, probably finishing her meal. But then I felt her presence behind me. Her hands gliding up the jean material, her light feathery touch along my side. I stilled as she explored, as she walked around to the left side, her fingers tracing the outline of my bicep. “To think that this is all mine,” she claimed.
She stepped in front of me, I was in nothing with my tank top and jeans with specks of paint on them. My shirt had risen a little, skin peeking through. “To have all of you, damn I’m a lucky girl.”
My chest heaved with anticipated breath. She was in control, well at least for some brief moments.
“But you know what I’ve been starving for, Shooter?” Her voice turned sensual, tempting.
“What’s that, peaches?” I peeked down, seeing her bite her lower lip, her hands tracing the top of the jeans, itching to pop the button and take what she actually wanted.
“I would very much like to suck your cock, it would please me greatly. I said I’d take care of you.”
“You want it?”
“Please.” she pouted. That perfect lip sticking out. My thumb traced it, her mouth openly slightly.
“Such a good girl, using her words.” I hummed.
“Pretty please,” she started to beg.
I smiled and nodded. “Take what you want, Amelia.”
Her eyes widened and in a quick motion she popped open the jeans and pushed everything down in one swipe.
“Oh, fuck,” I hissed out.
I didn’t need to look to know that I would see a little demon replacing the angelic woman from moments ago. Her tongue circled around my tip, driving me to the brink of insanity. Her hands closed around me, gripping me as her tongue explored every inch.
Then she opened her mouth and slowly bobbed her head up and down. She drove me crazy as she would take an inch and pull back and then gradually suck inch by inch. I wanted to drive into her, but I didn’t want to show it. Not until I started to hit the back of her throat and when I looked down her eyes pinned on me.
“Fuck. You like sucking my dick don’t you? Just look at you.” I groaned, looking at the drool that was starting to drip from the sides of her mouth. “Making a mess?” She whimpered. Then she did the unexpected thing, she reached for one of my hands and placed it on top of her head. “What are you doing, Amelia?” My voice was husky.
She pulled away, my hand still laid on top of her head. “Fuck my mouth,” she pleaded.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” I already lost control; I wasn’t going to do it again.
“I trust you.” She smiled. She licked her lips, her eyes darted back to my awakened cock. She wrapped her mouth around thetip and sucked on it. It felt too damn good. I moaned, “Fucking hell. Such a sin.”
She batted her little eyelashes. I couldn’t say no to her. “You want me to fuck this perfect mouth?” She nodded. “Show me how to tell me to stop,” I growled out, my hand gripping her hair. She tapped my thigh three times. I wasn’t the only one that would be driven to madness.
“I want you to take everything off, and then there’s a little thing in the top drawer of the toolbox.” I brought her to her feet and kissed her deeply. She whimpered. My girl was all kinds of worked up and wanted to get lost in everything. I’d comply with pleasure.
