My chest rises and falls as I watch her lick up my length, from my balls all the way to the tip. It twitches in her grasp and my lower abdomen contracts. “Fuck, Angel.”Jesus, I’m so close to losing it, and she hasn’t even put it in her mouth yet.
“You like that, sweetie?” she murmurs softly, kissing it again.
“God, yes,” I moan.
“What about this?” She leans lower, sucking my ball sack into her mouth, and I nearly black out.
“Holy shit, Aubrey!” My hand smacks against the wall by the entrance to the bathroom, needing to hold on for dear life. This is new and I was not expecting it.
Aubrey’s been adventurous in bed, always wanting to try new things, see what might pleasure me more. But she’s never really been near my balls, not with her mouth at least. She’s also been getting more verbal when we’re in the moment. She still flushesscarlet every time like she is right now, but it doesn’t stop her. It only adds to her charm. She looks like an innocent little angel on her knees for me, and I could die a happy man right now.
She brings her attention back to my cock with a satisfied smirk on her lips, and finally, fucking finally, wraps those perfect puffy lips around my girth. I sigh, dropping my head back and closing my eyes as the warmth of her wet mouth envelops me.
“God, Angel, I won’t last long. You feel too good.”
The sound of her hum reverberates through my dick, making it twitch against her tongue as she twirls it around the head and sucks me like I’m her favorite-flavored lollipop. I bring my free hand into her hair, cradling the back of her head as she descends those lips further down my length, taking me as far back as she can.
She bobs her head slowly at first, making sure to coat me from top to bottom for a better slip, and then picks up speed. My fist tightens in her hair every time she hits the back of her throat and gags slightly. One of her hands comes up to play with my balls and I find myself choking on air.
I see stars the more she works me, grunting and moaning every time she moans herself around me. She’s enjoying this as much as I am. My balls draw up in her hand as my abdomen clenches. I’m seconds away from coming.
“Sweetheart, I’m going to come,” I warn her. She’s never let me come in her mouth, and it’s not necessarily something I need either. I respect the fact that she’s not comfortable with that, and I’d never force her to do it.
But to my surprise, rather than pull away like she’d normally do to let me finish in my hand or elsewhere, she looks up into my eyes and pushes me down, further into her throat. My eyes widen and a second later I shoot off like a rocket, coming deep inside her throat.
“Holy fuck! Oh fuck! Aubrey!” I grunt out loudly as my hips thrust uncontrollably.
My knees give out the second the last drop leaves my body, my cock slipping out of her mouth as I tumble down to the ground. She moves back an inch just in time, stopping me from crushing her as I land above her. She’s now sitting on her ass, leaning onto her elbows, while I support my weight on my hands and knees over her.
“Jesus Christ, Angel,” I pant, my head bowed and resting against her shoulder. “I’m not hurting you, am I?” I ask, feeling her round belly between us.
“No, you’re not.” She giggles softly with a breathtaking smile on her face.
I press my lips to hers, needing to kiss her, to thank her in some way for what she just did to me. I don’t think I’ve ever collapsed after oral sex before. I need to reward her in some way.
“Shane.” She laughs against my lips. “I just…”
“I don’t care. I need to kiss you right now.” I can taste myself on her tongue, but like I said, I couldn’t care less. “Fuck, you’re perfect, Angel.”
“I wish we could stay in bed all day,” she murmurs against me. “But we have guests, and I’m pretty sure they’re up by now.”
I groan. “You’re right. But tonight, you’re all mine.” I kiss her one last time and stand, helping her up next.
We quickly get dressed and head toward the kitchen where everyone is helping themselves to coffee, while Marianne takes out the milk and creamer from the fridge, and Antoine finishes making a breakfast feast for us all. I don’t usually have him come in so early, but he offered his services when he knew we would most likely have people over in the morning.
“Good morning,” I say to everyone as I wrap my arms around Aubrey’s neck from behind.
“Oh, yes. It definitely is a good morning, isn’t it, baby Brey?” Emma smirks mischievously while the rest of the girls giggle.
I frown, confused as to why they all seem in such a happy mood after all the drinking they did last night.
“What’s going on?” Aubrey asks with the same confused tone I’m feeling. I feel like there’s a joke going around that we weren’t present to hear.
“Well, you see, Wolf came to your room earlier to tell you breakfast would be ready soon…” Emma begins to explain and starts to laugh along with the rest of them. “Apparently…” She giggles again. “He heard some things he wishes he hadn’t.”
Laughter breaks out around the room, even Antoine and Marianne are trying to hide their faces. It finally dawns on me what exactly he must have heard, and by the look of mortification on his face, I know I’m right.
“I will have nightmares for the rest of my life,” he says with wide eyes as he looks into his coffee.
