Page 14 of In Plain Sight

“Fuck,” he muttered, more of his composure slipping. “Do you want me to fuck your mouth, or do you want to do the work?”

“Both.” I held my cock by the base and gently rolled my balls in my other hand, needing the tease but not wanting to risk coming. “I want to make you feel good.”

“Yeah? How would you do that?”

“I’d move over you nice and slow. Use my tongue and maybe my hands.”

“Where would you touch me?”

“Anywhere, everywhere. Your stomach, your thighs. Your dick. Wherever I can reach.”

“More, tell me more.” His voice was commanding now, harsher and way too sexy.

“I’m looking up at you.” I resumed stroking myself. “Do you know what I’m waiting for?”

“What?”

“You to grab my head and fuck my mouth.”

His sharp gasp was the most satisfying sound I’d ever heard. “Fuck, Sinbin. You want that?”

The sound of my handle was a bit jarring. I’d almost forgotten he was a random on an app who didn’t know my name.

“So bad. I love when it’s rough. I want you to make me choke on it.”

He let out another raspy groan. “I’m doing that now. I’m holding your hair and fucking your mouth. Do you like that?”

“I love it.”

“I’m staring down at you. Your eyes are watering and your cheeks are flushed. You’re taking my dick perfectly, choking on it and making me feel so good.”

I moaned and squeezed my cock to try and stave off my orgasm.

“Do you like the sound of that?” he asked in that sexy rasp that was going to be the death of me. “Do you like being good for me?”

“Yes,” I said, dragging out theSas the world went a bit floaty around me.

“Are you stroking yourself?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“Are you getting close?”

“Gettingclose?” I huffed out a strained laugh. “I’ve been close since you told me to taste myself.”

He huffed out a laugh. “Are you ready to come?”

“So ready.”

“Tell me how you want me to fuck you.”

I hadn’t expected to be the one talking, but I didn’t hate it. Knowing I was getting him off, that I was turning him on, was so damn heady I had to let go of my cock so I didn’t come.

“I want you to tell me to get on the bed.”

“What else? How do you want me to prep you? Do you want my fingers, or my tongue?”

“Both. I want it all.”

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