A long, low groan of pleasure rumbles up from deep in his chest as I take him deeper. Beads of salty precum hit my tongue and whet my desire for this man.
His shaft swells, his balls drawing up tight against his body. But instead of coming, he pushes me away. The head of his cock pops free as I stare up at him in confusion.
He moves a hand to my face and sweeps his fingers across my lips. One thick digit pushes into my mouth. Eyes trained on his, I suck it.
He watches me through heavy-lidded eyes with a satisfied smile. “Do you have any idea how many times I pictured you on your knees, sucking my cock?”
I moan around his finger, eyeing the erection only inches away.
He removes the digit from my mouth and the hand from my hair. “Turn around.”
I scramble to do his bidding.