Sea of Black.
Chapter 33.
Part 2.
I was barely aware of my surroundings as I came back down from my high, my limbs boneless.
I rolled my head in his direction, soft pants leaving me as I gazed up at him. "No one...um...I've never..." I frowned at my inability to speak, but he just smirked.
"It was my pleasure," he murmured, slowly licking his lips, gathering what was left of my juices into his mouth.
My eyes followed the movements of his hands as they snaked down his chest, pausing to give his nipples a quick tweak.
I was shocked at how my body was already beginning to respond to him again, even after two orgasm.
He scraped his nails lightly over his stomach before moving to the button of his pants. He flicked it open before slowly sliding his zipper down as my eyes watched him with thinly veiled fascination.
He pushed his pants down his thigh, revealing his lack of underwear as his thick, swollen cock sprung free, the tip leaking pre-cum.
I was sure my eyes were as big as saucers when he wrapped his hand around it and started pumping.
"Come here," he growled, and I sat up, resting on my haunches as I leaned toward him.
"Have you ever had your mouth fucked?" he asked, his accent wrapping around the words in a seductive package.
I swallowed and shook my head. He smirked, winding a hand in my hair and tugging me forward so that my face was level with his cock.
"Open your mouth for my prick, sweet girl, I'm going to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours," he told me.
I glanced up at him nervously, but he nodded, urging me to do as he instructed, so I did.