He drew his hand across her cheek as she knelt before him. Looking down, he watched her breasts rise and fall with every breath she took. His cock throbbed near her lips and it took every ounce of restraint she had not to part her lips and worship him. He slipped his fingers under her chin and lifted her head so that her gaze now met his.
“I know what you want,” he teased. “And I’m going to give it to you and more.”
He brushed his thumb across her lips, smearing the crimson stain over her chin. God, he loved her. And he loved her more with all her imperfections and that whorish look of lust in her eyes.
“Open your mouth.”
She did as he instructed and he placed a hand on either side of her face, holding her steady. He moved his hips forward until the spongy head of his cock brushed her lips. With a slight thrust, he slipped into her mouth and glided smoothly over her tongue. She swallowed and gagged when the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. But he held her head steady and she closed her eyes, relaxing her throat so that he could have his way with her.
He stood before her, claiming her mouth. In time, the room filled with sounds of carnal lust. With every grunt and thrust he made, it was met with an equally erotic moan or gasp emanating from deep within her chest.
Spittle dripped from her chin and clung to her breasts as he continued to have his way with her. He cried out with a final thrust as his cock throbbed and his seed slid down her throat. Tears streaked down her cheeks as her mascara ran. She was quite a sight with her makeup and hair a mess. But she was his and he loved her more in that moment than he ever had before. He leaned down and kissed her deeply before he picked her up and carried her to his bed.
