She looks at me with languid eyes, a smile playing on her lips. Her hand is still on me, spreading my precum on the head of my erection.
She moves away, and before I can collect myself, she maneuvers herself so her mouth wraps around me in one smooth motion.
Jesus!
Her tongue swirls around the head.
I see stars.
She takes me deeper, her throat working around me. I can’t help but thrust up into her wet heat.
It’s not the most comfortable way to get a blow job, but with how she’s working me, I’d let her take me while I’m standing on hot coals.
She runs her tongue along my shaft, licking precum. She holds my balls, squeezes gently, and starts to suck in earnest.
Seeing her head on my lap, my cock in her mouth is erotic as fuck.
“You gonna swallow me down, Aria,” I order hoarsely.
She nods but doesn’t let go.
I explode in her mouth, our position is awkward, but there’s nothing unappealing about her licking my cock clean after she sucks me dry.
Both of us are breathing hard, our skin slick with sweat.
I hold her, wanting the closeness of contact after the mind-blowing sexual one we just had.
Aria’s head rests on my chest. I can feel her heart racing against mine.
I could get used to this.
She raises her head and looks at me like a cat who got the cream.
I run a finger down her cheek. “Next time, we’re doing this in a bed.”
“You think there’s goin’ to be a next time?” she teases cheekily.
I want to joke as well, but I can’t. This moment is bigger than I thought it would be.
More intimate.
More precious.
Perfect.
“Yes, Aria, there are going to be many, many nexttimes.” I pause, hold her gaze so she knows where I’m coming from, how serious I am. “You have a problem with that?”
She seems frozen in the moment—but only for a moment.
Then she smiles. “No, Maverick, I don’t have a problem with that.”
CHAPTER 23
aria
Ifeel like a heroine in a romcom movie.
I’m in a relationship with Maverick Kincaid!