Page 125 of My Husband Problem

I do it again, dragging my tongue slower this time, then sliding down to his balls.

He tips his head back, “Fuuuck.”

I return to the tip, slide it into my mouth, and suck lightly.

His fingers curl against my scalp, and his groan is louder. “Astrid.”

I take him deeper, and suck harder, taking my cues from his responses.

His hips buck, forcing his cock deeper. “Fuck, I’m sorry. I don’t want to?—”

I suck even harder, cutting him off. I stroke my hand up and down the length beneath my lips and elicit another deep groan and feel the resultant heat twirl through me.

I release him and look up, keeping my hand moving. “I want to make you lose control, Declan. I want to make you feel good.”

He stares down at me, then he takes my head in both hands. “I love your mouth, Firework.”

“I’m glad.” I flick my tongue over his tip.

He cups the back of my head. “Suck on me. Hard. Deep.”

I take him deep into my mouth and relax, letting him guide me. I lick and suck, pumping him with my hand, then moving my other hand to cup his balls.

I let him set the pace and love as he starts to thrust faster.

His breathing is ragged as he pants my name.

“I’m going to come, Astrid,” he tells me. “God, fuck, yes.”

“Please, Dec,” I manage. “Yes, do it.”

“Pull away.”

“No way.” He never pulls away. He never gives me anything less than everything he’s got.

I take him deep and grip his ass as he begins to shake.

“Astrid.” His hands tighten on my head, and a moment later he comes into my mouth.

I swallow, loving the taste and feel of him sliding down my throat.

After a long moment, he pulls back. I rock back on my heels and smile up at him.

“You look smug,” he tells me, still breathing harder.

“I feel smug,” I admit.

“You should.”

I laugh and let him tug me to my feet. He kisses me, then pulls his clothes into place. “Be right back.” He heads for the bathroom.

While he cleans up, I pull my pants back on and take a deep breath. I don’t know how I’m going to get any work done now. I’m satisfied, but also very distracted.

He emerges a minute later and stalks toward me. He backs me up against my desk and kisses me deeply.

“You are incredible,” he says against my mouth.

“That was fun,” I tell him. “We should do it again.”