“There’s no one else I’d rather share my firsts with than you.”
Waking up to the feel of Faye’s lips wrap around my cock is something I never knew I needed until this morning.
Talk about a wake-up call. Fuck, this woman is insatiable, and I’m here for it.
“Hmmmm... Good morning,” I moan, fisting my hand into her soft blonde hair.
When her beautiful blue eyes meet mine, my heart skips a beat.
She gives me a knowing smirk and mumbles something that sounds like a greeting. However, with her mouth otherwise occupied, I don’t understand her exact words.
Even though I came only a few hours ago, my dick clearly didn’t get the message that we’re supposed to be sated. He’s roaring and ready to start the day off right. Watching Faye fist the base and pump along my length as her tongue swirls around the tip only makes him grow bigger.
When she cups my balls and presses the sensitive skin behind them with one hand, as she strokes me with the other, I nearly rocket off the bed. Throw in watching those sexy pink lips sucking me off, and I may as well just die and go to heaven.
“Fuuuck…” I groan in satisfaction, and my need to make her feel just as good intensifies. “Why don’t you come up here and let me satisfy both of us?”
With a shake of her head, she moans and doubles down on her efforts.
I should’ve known better. This woman loves a challenge.
Before I know it, I’m on the brink of blowing my load.
“I…” I gasp. “I’m already close.”
Faye doesn’t say anything but simply squeezes me tighter as her head bobs faster.
As I barrel toward the point of no return, I warn with desperation, “Pull off, Faye. I’m about to…”
Her cheeks hollow out and suck even harder as this sexy vixen presses firmer on that spot that drives me crazy.
That’s all it takes.
Pulse after pulse, I explode into her.
She sucks and strokes until I truly can’t take it any longer.
Tugging her off my cock, I plead, “Too sensitive.”
Running the back of her palm over her lips, a wicked grin forms. “You didn’t let me use that as an excuse when you went down on me a few hours ago.” Arching a brow, she asks, “Why should I let you use it now?”
“Women are made for multiples,” I point out. “Men… Not so much. I need a bit of time to recover.”
Pulling her up to snuggle against my chest, a light laugh escapes. “Fair point.”
Glancing at the clock, I’m shocked to see it’s nearly seven.
“Have you been up long?”
“Not really.” Pointing to my cock, she grins, “He woke me up with an apparent need to come out and play.”
“It’s a dick. They do that,” I deadpan. Running a hand up her spine, I add, “I find if you just ignore it, it’ll settle down if you don’t want it.”
Running a finger along my pecks, she says, “Oh, I wanted. You were stingy last night and never let me taste you.”
“I was rather preoccupied,” I point out. “Besides,” I add, kissing her temple, “you taste better.”
Before she can reply, my phone rings from the pocket of my jeans.
