Page 36 of Willing
“Stop staring.”
Walking towards him I cupped his cock in my hand, “we may not have time for the main course, but I think a little appetizer is ok,” dropping to my knees I took all of him in my mouth.
“Damn…” Paul hissed as I began to suck him off.
I swirled my tongue around his soft head, teasing the shaft. Dragging my lips from the tip to the base, I took his balls into my mouth and sucked. His knees buckled slightly, but I pressed my hands into his ass steadying him where he stood. Bobbing my head up and down, I gripped his member tight. I could feel his muscles tense in his ass, signaling his orgasm was close.
Pressing his head to the back of my throat, I sucked hard. Paul let out a guttural moan, spilling his seed into my mouth. I lapped up everything he had to give, making sure nothing seeped out.
Standing, I wiped my mouth, “Now you can get dressed.”
Paul pressed his lips to mine, “Carly, you are amazing. I love you – and not because you just sucked me off,” he walked around me, smacking me in the ass.
“I know – plus, you owe me later. I’ll meet you in the Kitchen.”
I walked out of the bedroom, pulling the door closed behind me. As I made my way down the stairs I couldn’t help but admire my ring. Four days ago, Paul acted as though I didn’t exist. Now, he was my forever.
