Page 61 of He Sees You When You’re Sleeping

I stand up, and she gets on her knees in front of me as I lower my briefs, my erection springing free.

I step closer, pressing myself against her as I whisper in her ear.

“I’m going to make you swallow every last inch of me,” I say, my voice low and full of promise. “And they’re all going to watch you do it like the good girl you are.”

Chloe nods, her eyes hungry, as I wrap my hand around the back of her head, guiding her toward my cock. She licks her lips, her gaze locked onto mine as she takes me in inch by inch. I groan as she circles the tip before taking me deeper into her mouth.

The onlookers beyond the glass seem entranced, their eyes following every movement as Chloe works her magic. I can see some of them stroking themselves in time with her rhythm, their pleasure building alongside mine.

I grip the back of Chloe’s head, guiding her movements as she takes me deeper still. She moans around my length, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I can feel myself getting closer, my muscles tensing as I approach the edge.

Just as I’m about to release, I pull back, teasing Chloe with shallow thrusts. She whimpers, her eyes pleading with me to let her finish me off. But I’m not ready yet, not when others are depending on this entertainment to get off themselves.

Patience, as hard as it is.

“Put your ass in the air,” I command. “So everyone can see how perfect it is as you suck on me.”

Chloe complies eagerly, getting onto her hands and knees and arching her back so her ass is prominently displayed.

I step closer to her, running my hands over her curves before slapping her ass sharply. She gasps, her body jolting forward at the sudden impact.

“You like that, don’t you?” I say, giving her ass another slap. “You like being on display, knowing that everyone out there is watching you.”

She nods, her breath coming in short pants. I can see the desire in her movements, the way she’s pushing back against me, silently begging for more.

I slide my hand between her legs, feeling her wetness as I tease her clit. She moans, her hips bucking as I push two fingers inside her.

“That’s it,” I say, my voice low and husky. “Show them how much you love it. Show them how much you want it.”

Chloe whimpers, her body jerking as I continue to finger her. I can feel her walls tightening around me, her orgasm building again. I can see the pleasure etched on her face, the way her eyes roll back as she moans loudly. I reach around and grab her breasts, squeezing them roughly as I continue to thrust my fingers in and out. She cries out again, her body shaking as she comes for a second time.

Now I can have my turn.

I place my cock back at her lips and slide into her mouth, my movements slow and deliberate. I can feel the hunger in her as she takes me in, her tongue swirling around my length. The onlookers are getting louder now, their moans and gasps filling the room. I thrust deeper into Chloe’s mouth, my grip on her hair tightening as I find my rhythm.

Her mouth works in tandem with my movements as my climax builds, my muscles tensing as I get closer and closer. With a final push, I release into her mouth, my body shuddering as I fill her with my seed. Chloe swallows it all, her eyes locked onto mine as she milks every last drop from me.

We take a moment to glance at the onlookers, their pleasure evident on their faces. Chloe and I share a satisfied smile.

As we catch our breath, I lean down to whisper in Chloe’s ear, “Did that live up to your fantasy?”

She nods, still trying to catch her breath. “More than I could’ve ever imagined.”

I help her up and pull her close, kissing her deeply. She tastes like me and something uniquely her own, and I can’t get enough of it. But I need to break away. I got too comfortable, and I spoke way more than planned. I don’t want to get sloppy.

“Thank you for the invite,” I say, willing me to leave her even though it’s the last thing I want to do.

“Wait. You’re leaving?”

I give her one last kiss, savoring the taste of her before turning to leave. “Until our next fantasy.”

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