DRACO.
I woke up earlier than usual because, despite not having any sleep at all, I couldn’t sleep last night. I kept thinking about the woman I took home. I couldn’t deny the attraction, but I knew better than to let myself get lost in that feeling. I can not allow her to get too close.
But when she showed up this morning outside my door, looking innocent in that summer dress that perfectly hugged her petite frame, I forgot again that I should be the one taking control.
“Damn it, Iris. If you’re just going to stare at it, then let’s fucking forget this.” My voice came out throaty.
She grabbed my erection and squeezed it hard.
The right thing to do was to yank her up from kneeling and throw her out of my room so she would learn her lesson not to be this aggressive, but I didn’t. Because I liked the way my cock surrendered against her touch. I was so fucking hard. She had sucked me on our first night together, and it was fucking good. And the thought alone that I would get another made pre-cum ooze out of my dick.
“Fuck!” And I felt my knees weakening as her lips touched my stomach before they trailed down to where her hand was. And then she gently licked the tip.
My muscles clenched as her hand around my cock tightened, and she took in all of me. She used both her hand and mouth to pleasure me, making a thrill of satisfaction course through my body. My hand went to her nape, gripping it tightly and holding her in place as she began bobbing her head up and down until she found her rhythm.
Her tongue was skillful, and with every movement, she was becoming bolder with her free hand, exploring and touching every part that made my muscles quiver.
And just as fast as she brought me to oblivion, she slowed down and hardly moved, as if something told her to stop, but she kept my shaft in her mouth.
“What happened?” I was amazed at how gently my voice came out.
If this was before, I would have growled in frustration at being cut off from the euphoria I was experiencing, but more than my pleasure, I was more worried that something was wrong with her. “Are you okay?”
My hand went to her throat and gently massaged it. She tilted her head, and our eyes met before she slowly nodded her head and began moving again.
In no time, I was groaning and grunting, getting lost again in the ecstasy of her doing. My hand on her nape gripped her tightly as I guided her at the pace I wanted—hard and deep—and she was taking it all gracefully.
Drool dripped down the corner of her lips as her eyes watered, but she hadn’t taken her eyes off me since then. She looked so innocent and yet so alluring that I couldn’t stop myself from pulling down the neckline of her dress, exposing her bouncy breasts, and grabbing to play with them as she continued to suck and fuck my cock with her mouth.
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