Carter looks at me with a grin and says, "I'd prefer if you did it for me."
Without a word, I step toward him and hook my fingers into the waistband of his briefs, sliding them down slowly. His briefs hit the floor, and his erection stands tall, demanding much-needed attention. I stand there, taking it all in.
I drop to my knees, bringing my face closer to his dick. I start with a slow lick across the tip, tasting him, and immediately, Carter lets out an impatient moan.
I wrap my lips around just the head, my hand gripping the base as I give him a slow, teasing pull. The combination of my mouth and hand makes his body twitch with pleasure, and I can feel the tension building with every subtle stroke.
I keep up the same rhythm, moving faster now, my lips working the head while my hand strokes his length in sync. After a few minutes, I catch a glimmer of Carter's eyes, a flash of urgency that tells me he's close.
He looks down, breathing heavily. "I can't hold it much longer," he warns.
He starts to pull back, reaching to finish himself off, but I grab his hips and pull him closer, refusing to let go. I continue jerking him while my mouth locked around the tip, sucking with deep concentration.
Seconds later, I feel quick squirts of his warm, salty release burst into my mouth. I swallow quickly and then rise without hesitation and press a kiss on his lips.
Carter flashes me a hungry smile. "My turn," he says with lust in his eyes.
"This won't take long, trust me." I flirtatiously say.
Immediately after, Carter gives me a playful push onto his bed. With a quick tug, he pulls my underwear off and drops them to the floor. Without hesitation, he leans in and begins circling my balls with the tip of his tongue.
As his tongue toys with my balls, he wraps his hand around my cock and starts stroking it with slow, deliberate movements. Every stroke sends a jolt through me, bringing me closer to the edge as if I could explode at any second.
I pull his hand away from my dick and stop him quickly before I come all over his face. "That was close," I say.
"Let me use my mouth," Carter grunts.
"Well, aren't you naughty," I jokingly say.
Carter wraps his lips around me and starts sucking with a determined pace like he's on a mission to make me come in five seconds.
The pressure builds too fast; I grip the bed, muscles tensing as I fight to hold on for a second longer.
"Fuck, Carter," I groan, but he doesn't stop. If anything, he speeds up, with his eyes locked onto mine, knowing exactly what he's doing.
My hips jerk forward, and then it hits me hard. My body shudders as my orgasm runs through me. Carter takes every drop, not flinching.
We lie on his bed with clear satisfaction, both with smiles on our faces. Carter gets up to grab me an extra toothbrush and a pair of pajamas, and we both brush the salty taste from our mouths.
After we brush, Carter looks at me and says, "You should stay over. It's almost midnight, and it could get dangerous walking alone at night."
Before I can reply, he lets out, "You can sleep in one of the guest rooms."
"Oh Yeah, I forgot you have two guest rooms. Must be nice." I say with a grin.
We both agree that it would make sense to sleep separately since we have only been talking for a few weeks. We get into our pajamas and jump into his bed, both still grinning like idiots. As I crawl under the covers next to him, lying on my back, he looks at me with confusion.
"What are you doing," He says.
"I am getting comfortable inyourbed. We talked about sleeping separately. We did not discuss hanging in your head, though."
"You're ridiculous," He says.
"Don't worry, I'm here only for cuddles and your comfortable blanket," I say.
"Fine," says Carter. "But my reward is that you have to tell me three things about yourself."
I look at him like he is the most basic person alive, but I sign and agree to his terms. "Fine. But this is a lot for some cuddles," I mutter as I melt deeper into his warm, fuzzy blanket.
