“What?”
“Some women find that distasteful.”
“Not me. I know it makes you feel good, and it gives me pleasure knowing I can do something so erotic for you. I love you, Konrad.”
He grinned.
She positioned herself between his knees so she could look up and see his face. He smiled and folded his hands behind his head. She sunk her lips down over his shaft and withdrew, applying suction. His eyes closed as he moaned.
She flicked the cock head with her tongue a few times until he moaned again and then took the length of his erection into her mouth—or as much of it as she could fit. She teased his balls with her fingers while she sucked his cock. His face held a look of pleasure and pain, yet he reached down and ran his fingers through her hair.
Knowing she and Konrad could bring each other such intense joy filled her with sexual power. He’d taken her to the brink and over. She wanted to do the same for him, and she knew she could, if he’d let her.
She let his cock slide from her lips long enough to whisper, “I want you to come in my mouth.”
His eyes widened and he stared at her. “Are you sure?”
She nodded. “I’ve never wanted to do that before you.”
He grinned. “Well, if it’s really what you want—”
“It is.”
She went down on his cock as if she had “Hoover” stamped across her forehead.
“Jeez, Roz!”
She glanced up and thought she saw his eyes roll back in his head. Should she stop abruptly or not? “Are you okay?”
“Hell, yeah. It just felt…really, really good. There’s not much you can do to hurt me, as long as you keep your teeth out of the way.”
“Oh, my God! Did I bite you?”
He laughed. “No. You were doing it perfectly.”
“Oh, okay.” She smiled, secretly satisfied that she’d figured out what gave him the intense sensations he always gifted her with. She returned to what she had been doing and watched his face. His eyes drifted shut and his mouth opened. He didn’t cry out like before, but his breathing deepened.
Eventually, just as her mouth was tiring, he trembled and jerked, coming in spurts. He tasted vaguely salty. She swallowed and continued until he stilled. Except for his panting breaths, he didn’t move.
“Are you all right, lover?”
A smile spread across his face, but his eyes remained closed. “Oh, yeah. I’m more than all right.”
He finally opened his eyes and grabbed Roz by her arms. He hauled her up on top of him and cradled her head with one hand as he stroked her back with the other. “I can’t wait to get hard again.”
She settled into his big, warm body and smiled.
***
A commotion in the hall eventually roused them from their satisfied afterglow. Konrad hopped out of bed and dressed quickly.
Roz followed suit. “Don’t tell me Morgaine and Gwyneth are fighting again?”
“I don’t know. It doesn’t sound like women yelling. More like grunting.”
He jogged out of his apartment and up the stairs to the third floor with Roz right behind him. Sure enough, Gwyneth was helping Joe move. She grunted under the weight of a heavy box. What surprised him, though, was Morgaine pushing a dresser from her apartment across the hall to Joe’s.
Konrad took the box from Gwyneth, lifting it as though it weighed no more than a cube of sugar. “What’s going on?”
