“Ginny?” I murmur.
“It’s impressive that you can turn me on before coffee.”
She’s deflecting.
For all that she’s told me already though—I’ll let her have this one.
Not that I can argue while she’s rubbing my hard-on.
“I’m glad my sacrifices haven’t gone unnoticed,” I grunt out as she adds a second hand to cradle my aching balls.
She laughs, and then she does the last thing I expect, and she shimmies down my body.
“Well, good morning to you too,” she murmurs to my dick. “You’re beautiful, aren’t you?”
“Don’t—need to—prop up his ego,” I pant as she teases my cock with a finger.
“He was a very good boy last night,” she purrs back. “He deserves praise too.”
Fuck me, have Ieverbeen this hard?
“You were such a good little man,” she coos.
I gasp out a laugh. “Little?”
“Shh. This is how I keep him humble.”
“Humble didn’t give you four—oh fuck, fuck, fuck.”
The little minx has sealed her lips around my head, and I have now seen the afterlife, and it’s a cloud of Ginny Rhodes giving me sexual favors for all of eternity.
I’m never playing hockey again, because I’ve died right here in this bed at the feel of her mouth on me, and I have zero regrets.
She takes me deeper, treating my cock with her tongue, sucking, scraping her teeth, while she rolls my balls in her hand.
I slap my hands to my sides and grab the sheets to have something to hold on to that’snother soft curly hair, while I pant and order myself not to come yet, and I know I’m not grabbing sheet in my left hand, but I don’t know what I’m holding onto either, and I don’t care.
Not when Ginny’s head is bobbing over my cock, her hot, wet mouth driving me closer and closer to?—
Fuck me.
I’m a professional athlete.
I have stamina.
I have stamina, goddammit.
Except I don’t.
“Ginny—” I gasp out. “Ginny, I’m gonna?—”
She sucks harder, squeezes my balls tighter, and I groan as I come in her mouth.
No stopping it now.
She sucks and licks me through my release, using her mouth to bring me higher and harder until I’m seeing stars and I can’t feel my feet and my lungs are inside out and my heart?—
My heart.