“Oh, what was it that you said earlier? Don’t bring him into this, he’s not here. I’m your god now.” I smirk, licking my lips when his dick twitches.
“Are you sure you’re real?” he asks. “You’re so damn perfect.”
“Thank you, I know. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I would love to taste you again.” I swirl around his tip again and blow gently on it. He tenses, and I follow it by bringing his dick into my mouth again. Slowly, I make my way up and down his shaft, flattening my tongue and welcoming the stretch. It’s so powerful knowing this man, as hot as he is, standing in front of me, feels so much pleasure at the expense of my tongue.
I moan around it when I taste a little bit of salt on the back of my throat.
“Daze,” he groans.
“Mm,” I hum, relaxing my mouth and throat and taking him deeper.
He brings his hand to my head, and I hum in agreement. Yes, please. Make me choke on it. As if he can read my mind, he pushes his hips slightly forward, and I groan, not taking my eyes off him.
“You’ll be my undoing.”
He wraps my hair around his fist and pulls gently, making me moan again. I spread my thighs and lower my hand between my legs. I need friction. I need pressure. I need something.
I bob my head back and forth, flattening my tongue as much as it can while making sloppy, indecent sounds at the taste of him. He doesn’t take his eyes off me, just how I want it, as he pushes gently forward, holding my head in place and pulling my hair.
I apply more pressure, closing my lips tighter around his dick while I stroke my clit with two fingers. This is the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced, and he seems to think the same, gauging by the way he’s looking at me.
I suck, taking him deeper, groaning when he tenses.
“If you don’t want my cum down your throat, you need to stop now.” I hum in response. I don’t know how he’s even able to form coherent thoughts, but I speed it up, taking him deeper, moaning against him.Give it to me, I ask silently. I touch myself harder.
He holds my head tighter, shoving his dick deeper and making tears stream down my face. His eyes open wide, and he tries to pull back at the sight. I shake my head. I’m not done, and he doesn’t get to tell me what I can or cannot handle. I take him deeper, gagging around him, but I relax, breathing through my nose one last time before taking his dick all the way to my throat.
“Daze,” he shouts and pushes his dick deeper again, shooting warm and salty cum down my throat. I take it all in my mouth, slowing the pace and breathing through my nose, but I don’t swallow. I want all of it in my mouth before I do. I want a mouth full of his release, knowing I did this to him. He pulls out of my mouth, painfully slow, drawing the moment out. I’m unwell. Unwell and I loved it.
“Did you swallow?” I shake my head, my mouth full of his cum, a closed lip smile plastered on my face.
His eyes flare again. “Show me.”
I open my mouth wide and show him every bit of cum I’m holding like the damn good girl I told him I could be.
“Before you swallow…” I cock an eyebrow, careful not to spill any. “...spit some in your hand.” Well, fuck. I nod and do as he says, no questions asked, making a mess everywhere.
“Look at me,” he demands again. Ilovebossy Mateo. “Swallow.” I do as he says. We didn’t even make it to the bathroom, so here I am, on my knees, cum running down my throat while I hold some in my hand and my clit pulses for this man.
“So obedient.”
“Yes, sir,” I tease, making him groan again.
His cum is starting to drip down my hand, but he doesn’t mention it. He just guides me slightly onto the ground so my back is laying on the cold floor, and I hiss.
“I know how you like your bed clean, so let’s just make a mess of the floor, yeah?” He knows me so well.
“Spread my cum all over your pretty pussy.” His orders are doing more to me than any touch could. I don’t question him; I just follow his command. My legs are partially closed, and he shakes his head.
“Open up and let me watch.” He’s still standing over me while I lie at his feet, completely exposed.
This is so fucking hot, and I don’t even know why. I’m so turned on, it won’t take long to make me come again, even if I just touch myself. A record for sure. I drag my fingers between my folds, spreading his cum, and when I don’t have anymore, I slide two fingers in. If I don't get filled by something quickly, I might actually die.
“Atta girl."
Well, fuck.
I moan, my fingers sliding in and out as I arch my back, not taking my eyes off Mateo. Mateo, who is lowering to his knees in front of me. Mateo, who moves my fingers out of my pussy. Mateo, who lays his head between my legs, his hands holding my thighs in place. He licks his cum off me, and God, there’s no way this is real. There’s just no way.
