There’s no doubt she likes what she sees because she joins me just a few seconds later. The smile she aims in my direction could light a city block.
“A man who can follow directions,” she says, looking up and down my body. I’m sprawled out on the mattress, every damn inch of me is on display. “I’m impressed. I think that deserves a reward.”
I’m wondering how the hell she thinks I deserve something special just because I listened to her and did as she asked.
But then she squeezes the base of my cock with her left hand and starts stroking me again with her right. When she wraps her lips around the tip of my dick, I let my eyes shutter closed as I mutter a string of unintelligible profanity.
Viv’s mouth is heaven and clearly I’ve died from pleasure and it’s my final resting place. She’s swirling her tongue over the swollen head of my cock like she’s devouring a damn ice cream cone, but I’m not complaining about being her favorite treat. Hell no. She’s damn near purring as she takes more of me into her mouth. I place my hand on the nape of her neck because it feels damn good to touch her. She moans in response and the vibrations set off shockwaves of pleasure.
She pops her lips off my dick and when I see how glossy her lips are, it turns me the hell on. “Are you going to come for me, Mickey?” she asks me, like fucking around is something we do every damn day. I wish it was.
“Fuck, yes,” I pant, answering her question.
“Oh, yeah,” she teases, arching an eyebrow. “And where would you like to do that?”
Every-fucking-where, is the answer my brain supplies immediately.
Again, I swear she can read the thoughts in my brain because she gets that knowing look in her eye before she winks at me. Motherfucking winks. Viv McDonald is a damn siren and you can’t convince me otherwise, so don’t even try. I’m fully under her spell and I’m not mad about it. Not at all, especially when her mouth covers the head of my cock again. Her left hand is gripping my hipbone and her right cups my balls before moving up to grip my shaft. Oh hell. It’s too good. I vaguely hear myself shout as I thread my fingers loosely through her hair. Her kisses are wet and messy and I’m so damn close to coming that I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.
Instinctively, I reach for the base of my dick, my larger hand covering her smaller one. I damn near choke the life out of my dick, but it’s for a good cause. Viv licks her lips as she eases up off me. Her eyes are heavy-lidded, but she’s not tired. I’ve seen her sleepy and I’ve seen her turned on. This is definitely the latter.
“Have you decided?” she asks, draping her body over my legs so that her breasts are pressed against my thighs.
“Decided what?” I ask, because my brain power is shot to hell.
“Where you’re going to finish. You want to come down my throat? All over my stomach? Maybe you want to paint my ass?”
Hell yes, I fucking do.
“What do you want?” I ask. It’s a miracle my mouth can still form words right now.
“All of the above,” she answers, proving once again that she knows my thoughts so well. “But for right now? I want you to come on my tits. How's that sound?”
“Fucking perfect. Switch me places?”
I’m ready for her to protest, since this is pretty much her show, but instead she stretches out next to me on the bed. It’s so damn tempting to take her in my arms. To kiss her lips and hold her close. To remind her that we’ve been here before andtell her I’m so fucking glad to be back here now. But any of those things may scare her off, so I tell myself to chill the hell out. I’m ready for forever with Viv, and she’s happy just fooling around. I need to follow her lead, so when I rise up, kneel on the bed, and straddle her body before taking myself in hand, I offer her a playful wink in return for the one she gave me earlier. She smiles up at me, and it feels like fucking Christmas.
“So damn beautiful,” I mutter, unable to keep the compliment to myself. “I’m gonna cover these perfect tits, Viv. Get them so messy we might have to move this party into the shower.” My words make her moan, and that just keeps the filthy ideas flowing. “You want that? Want me to lather you up and run my hands all over this tight little body? Fuck, that’s what I want to do. Then I’ll get on my knees for you. Kiss this pretty cunt. Make your thighs shake. Make you come so damn hard. You’re gonna cover my mouth and chin, aren’t you? Let me taste you all damn day. Is that what you want?”
Viv’s body is vibrating beneath me. Her lips are parted, and her hands are cupping her tits. She’s a fucking fantasy come to life, and she’s all mine. At least, for now.
I’m stroking my dick as I look down at her. She's so ready for me, so eager for what I’m about to give her that I feel a little drunk from it. I’ve got a fucking buzz just from making her come, from worshipping her body and letting her play with mine. She’s sex personified, this goddess in front of me. Rubbing my thumb over the head of my cock, I try to keep my release at bay, but it’s a lost cause. Viv’s too tempting, and I’m on fire for her.
“Show me those tits,” I say, practically begging, even though they’re right in front of me, on full display.
“Like this?” Viv lifts her body so she’s leaning on her elbows and arching her back. I'm not sure if it’s a fancy yoga move, but it’s hot as hell.
I mutter another curse as the force of my orgasm rushes through my body. When the first drops of cum land on her bare chest, I swear to fuck it steals my breath. My body is on autopilot, letting ecstasy wash over me in wave after wave. And Viv fucking takes it all.
I made a mess of those beautiful breasts, and I’m not apologizing.
There’s a fine sheen of sweat on her pretty face, and a few errant strands of hair are sticking to her forehead. She’s so damn perfect, though. And when she lazily drags a finger over her tits and then sucks it into her mouth to clean it off? Holy Jesus, I feel my dick twitch.
Viv’s eyes go wide when she sees my reaction. “Ready for that shower?” she asks, looking down at the wreck we’ve made of my sheets and our bodies..
Honestly? I’m not ready for any of this, but that doesn’t stop me from diving right in.
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