She captures my lips and the kiss deepens. My head is hazy as I swim in the taste of the mint of her toothpaste and espresso. Words vanish, but I somehow speak first. “What was that for?”
“Was just kissing myfuture husband.”
“Hell yes,” I say against her mouth as her hands move down my body. Her fingers hook on my joggers and she slides them down, freeing my cock that’s been at full attention since the moment I saw her in my kitchen.
Autumn drops to her knees, bowing before me. “Please?”
“Fuck,” I say, nodding, lifting her chin as she parts her lips. Need dances with want as she slowly takes me into her hot, greedy mouth.
I groan, gripping the counter hard as she forces me to the back of her throat. My eyes roll into the back of my head as she cups my balls then strokes me down my shaft. I ache for more of her as she enjoys having complete control of me. Her tongue traces my tip and she licks down my thick vein.
“Mm. My good girl.”
She moans with her lips tightly sealed around my cock. I grunt as she works me, varying her speeds.
Right now, I want to satisfy her. To allow her to feel just as good. My body hums with desire, with the need to please this beautiful woman who can command me with a single look. Autumn has no idea how much power she has over me. Or maybe she does.
Pre-cum glistens on the end and she licks it off, humming with anticipation as she tastes me.
“I’m addicted to you,” she says, kissing and sucking as she gently massages my balls.
“It’s mutual.” I repeat the same words she said to me last night.
She continues to stroke, and I thrust into her hand and tight throat. I’m surrounded by Autumn as she works me into oblivion. Guttural groans and grunts boil up from my chest and push past my lips, the sensation almost too intense. Her mouth is too hot, her eager moans too sweet.
“Come for me,” she whispers as my body tenses. “I need you.”
I thread my fingers through her hair as my balls tighten. With a moan, she sucks and strokes until I crumble to nothing. She milks every last drop of pleasure from me. I throb and pump inside her greedy little mouth.
She stands, licking her swollen lips, wearing a proud smirk. “You taste good.”
“Let me return the favor.” I adjust myself.
“You can owe me one. I need to change.” She twirls around in my shirt and I slide my hand under her silk panties to grab her bare ass.
“Now I regret planning a day of you being away from me,” I admit.
“Aww, will you miss me?” she teases.
I pop a brow. “Too fucking much.”
She grins and I tuck loose strands of her hair behind her ear.
“Oh, you like knowing that?”
She nods. “Because you mean it.”
My phone buzzes and I pull it from my pocket. “Fifteen minutes.”
She slowly pulls away from me. “Stop distracting me.”
“Never.”
Autumn nearly skips to the stairs and takes them with a pep to her step. Before fading out of sight, she glances at me over her shoulder.
I shake my head, then follow her to change clothes. The water runs in the bathroom, and I can hear her listening to music as she gets ready. I remove my joggers, slip on some jeans and a T-shirt, and grab an old baseball hat.
The door opens while she brushes her teeth and her eyes slide over me. “You look delicious.”