After she felt the distinct motion of Antonio’s tongue making an “A” across her clit, Jackie lost all sense of reality. Antonio moaned with each and every lick, hummed with each and every slurp, and was dedicated to every kiss. This man was a connoisseur of the oral arts, truly dedicated to her pleasure as it gave him immense pleasure. Jackie appreciated those types of diners at her exclusive establishment.
She was so wrapped up in the moment—cataloguing the sounds of Antonio worshipping at her altar—that she didn’t even hear the automated lock of the suite beep as it was unlocked.
“Jackie, you want to grab something to eat?” Bronwyn called, then let out an audible gasp. “Oh my!”
“Oh, I think they’re already on dessert, girl!” Mya snickered, trying to look around Bronwyn’s shoulders. “Damn, he ain’t even stopping!”
Jackie lifted her head. Her heels, which had been dangling from her feet, both finally hit the floor with a thud. “Get out!” she yelled.
Bronwyn turned toward the door, blocking Mya’s view. “I think we better go.”
“We are out! Get some for me!” Mya squealed.
“Put a sock on the door like in college,” Bronwyn yelled, before quickly closing the door to the suite.
Antonio looked up at Jackie, chuckling. “Your girls are wild.”
“I know you aren’t talking,” Jackie chuckled. “You didn’t even stop.”
Antonio kissed the inside of her thigh. “I got a job to do, ma. I’m thorough.”
“I suggest you get to back to work then.”
“Gladly.”
Jackie watched as Antonio slowly removed his sweater, tossing it onto the floor. He pulled off his belt, unbuckling his pants, slowly moving them down his thighs. Jackie inhaled. Looking at Antonio naked never got old. His body—with its juxtaposition of hardness and softness, smooth skin and swirling vines of tattooed ink, brands, veins, and ridges—was a marvel.
“God really took their time with you,” Jackie said, as her eyes landed on his erection in his briefs.
“Definitely can say the same for you, love.” Antonio bent down and kissed her softly. He slowly unzipped the side of her dress, easing it off her shoulders. He unclasped her strapless bra, and once she was bare, he kissed each of her shoulders, moving his mouth down to her breasts. Her nipples were hard, stiff peaks, and his tongue danced across them. The sensation went straight to Jackie’s throbbing clit. She lifted her hips, trying to find some sense of relief as Antonio removed the dress fully.
Jackie was totally naked, once again sitting on a table like an Easter ham, and the man in front of her was salivating. Emboldened by lust, she asked, “You gonna just stand there looking at me like I’m a slice of birthday cake? Or are you going to fuck me?”
Antonio moved with the speed of a cheetah, grabbing Jackie by the back of her neck. She let out a gasp as his grip tightened. “You’re bossy tonight, huh? You ready for me, Lucky?”
“I’m ready. So ready, Antonio,” Jackie said as a pathetic sigh escaped her body.
Antonio smirked, then kissed Jackie, tugging at her bottom lip. “Let’s go, then.”
By the time they made it to her bedroom, Jackie was ready to pounce like a puma. Antonio placed her in the middle of the bed. She watched as he removed his briefs, and that glorious dick of his sprang forth. Jackie had to close her eyes and take a deep breath. When she opened them, Jackie couldn’t help but stare at Antonio’s dick. It reminded her of a very decadent candy bar. Looking at all that fine deliciousness in front of her was giving her a toothache.
“Eyes up here, Miles,” Antonio teased as he eased her back onto the bed. He crawled over her, staring into her eyes. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Antonio, have you seen yourself?” Jackie blinked. “Do you know what you’re working with?”
“I do,” Antonio said, not even trying to feign humility. “Question is, how do you want me to work you out?”
Jackie swallowed.My goodness…why does everything he say sound so sexy. She lost her train of thought and had to refocus. Wanting to give him everything, Jackie blurted out, “From the back.” She started to turn her back toward Antonio, but he stopped her.
“Nah,” Antonio said, “Not tonight.”
“Why not?” Jackie was puzzled. She thought all men loved that position. It was the best view of ass in the house. And Jackie had an exceptional ass.
“Because…” Antonio placed a gentle hand on Jackie’s chin, turning her to face him. His eyes bore into her, and she shuddered. “Pretty girls with pretty faces deserve to get fucked missionary. You always get what you deserve, right?”
Jackie nodded, speechless.
“Good,” Antonio smiled. “I want to watch you come, Lucky. Can I do that?”
