It had a slight bend in it, and a thick, juicy vein that traced its way from his smooth, hairless sac right up to the bottom of his plump head. Considering the rumors about his predilection for anal, I had to admit it was a relief to know he wasn’t doing internal damage to the masses.
Harvey leaned his ass against the sink, a needy growl sneaking past his lips as I fisted his cock and gave a couple of experimental pumps.
“Please.”
“You don’t listen very well.”
I squeezed him hard on the downstroke, and he whimpered in response. I ignored the swooping in my belly and drew my tongue up the length of his dick, tonguing the underside of his head while I reminded myself this was purely business. A professional blow job to make my life easier in the long run. I wasn’t going to enjoy getting the arrogant asshole off.
Maybe I could enjoy controlling him just a little, though.
I traced that juicy vein a few more times, letting his noises guide me as he became progressively more desperate for my mouth.
“You don’t come until I say so,” I growled, giving him a sweet smile as he turned into a bobblehead.
Who would have thought Harvey DeBeaux was submissive?
Relaxing my throat, I took him in until my nose pressed against his pelvis, working my tongue and throat around him while his knuckles whitened on the counter behind him. His hips tipped, the urge to thrust taking over, and I pulled all the way off, giving him an admonishing look as I pumped him with my fist, using my spit as lube.
“You are not in control here, DeBeaux. If you need something, ask, and I’ll decide if you deserve it.”
“Fuck,” he breathed, his cock kicking in my hand.
“Is there something you need?”
“My…” He shook his head. “No. Just suck my dick like a good girl.”
Fucking asshole. I guess I couldn’t blame him for not trusting me to give him what he needed, but I sure as shit could for trying to take control.
Instead of doing what he asked, I dropped lower and sucked his smooth balls into my mouth, teasing his sensitive skin with my teeth in warning. Pumping him with one hand, I moved the other to the sensitive skin behind his balls and massaged him with firm strokes. When his hips bucked this time, I let him go, too curious to see how he’d react to more.
A noise came from his mouth that sounded like an aborted plea, and I rewarded his control by slurping his head back into my mouth, sliding that finger along the length of his taint, closer and closer to the place I suspected he really wanted it.
“If you want it, I’m going to have to hear you ask nicely,” I said, teasing the edge of his skin as precum wept from his slit. I lapped up the clear liquid while I waited patiently for him to decide what he wanted.
Just as I thought he’d concede, he tightened his jaw and set his gaze over my head.
Whatever.
I moved my hand away and doubled down on the sucking, waiting until his balls were high and tight to pull off once more.
“Come for me.”
I barely had time to get my lips around his head before he exploded in my mouth.
While he was still kicking out the last of his release, I stood and spat his cum into the sink. It seemed like a boundary that needed to be in place.
Cock sucking was business. Swallowing was an act of love.
I lifted my wrist to wipe the bitter aftertaste from my lips and gasped as he pulled me into a punishing kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth, seeking out every last drop of what I’d caught from him. It was dirty and hot, and I used all my skills to hide how I squeezed my thighs together in response to him.
His breath heaved out of him in pants as he broke away, eyes intense on mine as he ran his tongue slowly over his teeth.
“Fuck, I taste good on you.”
How the hell was I supposed to react to that?!
With a wink and an arrogant smirk I wanted to slap off his face, Harvey sauntered out of the bathroom. Bastard.
