I moan as I sink my mouth down around him, hollowing my cheeks and sucking a little as I slide back up. This might be my first blowjob, but I didn’t walk into this job totally blind. My now sordid internet search history can attest to that.
I hum around him, moaning eagerly as I slurp on his thick cock. Knox groans, his hand sliding down to cup my cheek before he slides it into my hair. I whimper, the thrill of feeling his fingers tangle in my locks making me even bolder. I push myself, swallowing more of his cock as both my hands start to stroke his shaft. I drop one to his balls, my fingertips tracing over the heavy sack as he throws his head back, moaning for me.
“That’s it, sweetness,” he groans, his hips raising against me. “Suck my cock just like that. Your little mouth feels so fucking good.”
I start to move faster, heat pulsing between my legs and the ache there so bad I almost want to drop a hand between them just to touch myself. But I just keep stroking him, my hands moving faster and faster, my mouth bobbing up and down the small portion of him I can possibly fit it my mouth.
The wet sounds of my sucking his cock fill the room, along with his masculine groans and my little whimpers of pleasure as I squeeze my thighs tight together. I can feel him swelling up even harder in my mouth, and when I feel his big balls start to tighten, I know—thanks to a little crash course at The Agency—that he’s close.
…He’s going to come for me.
I know I should slow down, or go for the cup, but for whatever reason, I can’t stop. I just keep sucking him, like his big cock has me under some sort of spell. He’s so big, and tastes so freaking sweet, and the thrill of feeling him pulse between my stretched lips is like a drug I can’t get enough of.
“You’re going to make me come, baby,” he groans, his hand tightening in my hair. And I just start sucking him faster. I moan deeply, slurping loudly and wetly up and down his shaft as his head swells up bigger and bigger against my tongue. His abs tighten, his balls draw up against his body, and his cock suddenly grows even bigger in my mouth as I whimper around him.
…And suddenly, he’s coming.
A lot.
I almost choke as the first thick spurt of his cum blasts over my tongue, but I just moan and keep my lips tight around him, sucking. Knox roars, his muscles tightening as his hips thrust against my mouth as he starts to pump rope after thick, sticky rope across my tongue, filling my mouth with his cum. I can feel some of it slide down my throat, but I try and keep the rest in my mouth, even though my cheeks are practically bulging with it.
Suddenly, through the erotic haze fogging my head and the adrenaline rush of making a man come for the very first time… I remember why I’m here.
The sample. The cup.
My pulse skips as I whirl, my eyes darting around me, until suddenly, I spot my clutch still sitting on the bed, fifteen feet away from me.
Shit.
I sit there for a second, his hot, sticky-sweet cum filling my mouth, trying to figure out what to do. Going for my purse would be awkward, not to mention super obvious when he’d see me spitting into a freaking medical cup right in front of him. So, yeah, that’s out.
So, now what?
Except, I know “now what.” I turn back to him, a shiver running through me at the sight of his very much still rock-hard cock, and the raw lust still burning in his eyes. And something tells me, this is going to be far from my only chance tonight to get a sample of his cum for the job. His hand reaches out, brushing a lock of blonde hair away from my face, and I feel a tingle across my skin as I look up into those gorgeous, powerful eyes.
“Now, why don’t you be a good girl and swallow for me.”
I shiver, a small moan murmuring in my throat. And looking him right in the eye, my pulse racing and desire absolutely dripping down my thighs, I do.
I swallow.
“Good girl,” Knox purrs with a low growl to his tone as I swallow his big, thick load of cum. There’s so freaking much of it, and I can feel some of it trickle out of the corner of my mouth as I do. I reach up to wipe it away, but suddenly, his hand catches mine gently, stopping me with a shake of his head.
“No,” he growls, his eyes burning into mine. “No, I want my cum glistening on your lips when I fuck that sweet little pussy, beautiful. And besides,” he strokes my cheek in this comforting, affectionate way that sends heat through my body, and his eyes hold mine fiercely.
“You look so fucking pretty with my cum on your lips.”