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He held up a cell phone. “This is for you.” He tossed it onto the bed.
Black and sleek, it probably had games and access to the internet. I didn’t have a laptop or a device, so it would be a nice change to have access to the outside world. “Thanks.”
“Your text messages and conversations will be tracked—just so you know.”
“I expected nothing less.”
He slid his hands into his pockets as he stared at me, towering over me by an extra foot. Whether he was clothed or not, he was gorgeous. That suit looked fantastic on him and made me picture what was underneath. His muscles stretched the arms of his suit, and even his thighs filled out his slacks.
We used to have sex constantly, and now that it was gone, it drove me wild. It was the best sex of my life, and it had vanished. I wondered if it was the abstinence that drove me crazy or if it was the hormones or if it was because of the generous thing he did for my family. Either way, I wanted him badly—especially when he looked that good in his suit.
I moved to him as my fingers reached for his belt. “Can you fuck my mouth?” I loosened the leather then unfastened the button on his pants.
His eyes narrowed on my face, clearly surprised by the abrupt question. He’d barely been in there for five minutes before I made an advance on his package. He wasn’t ready to have sex with me, but getting his dick sucked was enough distance that allowed him to enjoy it.
Little did he know, I enjoyed it more than he did.
All he did was provide a slight nod.
I unzipped his slacks and pulled his bottoms to the floor as I moved to my knees.
“Top off.”
I pulled my shirt and bra off and sat in my jeans. I pointed his big dick toward my mouth then slowly sheathed him, pushing him to the back of my throat slowly so I could stretch. If I fucked him too quickly, my gag reflex would be ignited. I flattened my tongue and adjusted my pace to the way he liked.
His hand dug into my hair, and he watched me with concentrated pleasure. He didn’t thrust his hips inside me, and instead, watched me do all the work. Whenever I pulled my lips away from his dick, a string of spit formed. I broke it with a swipe of my tongue then jerked him off with my hand.
His fingertips dug into my skull.
I put him back in my mouth and forced him into the back of my throat. I tried to hit his balls, but his length was just too long. No matter how hard I pushed, I couldn’t make it happen anatomically. I gripped his powerful thighs, and I made love to his dick with my mouth, the dick that put a baby inside me.
When he was about to come, I pulled him out of my mouth and aimed him at my chest. “Come on my tits.” I jerked him forcefully, working his shaft as firmly as I could so he could come hard.
He exploded with a groan, coating my tits everywhere. “Fuck.” He dumped so much on me I wasn’t sure I would have been able to swallow it.
I stayed on my knees while I felt the come slowly slide down my chest.
Like his purpose was complete, he pulled up his pants and put his suit back together. Then he walked out without conversation.
That was exactly what I wanted.
I dropped my clothes then lay on the bed and opened my legs. I smeared his come all over my pussy before I rubbed my clit. My eyes closed, and I pictured him on top of me, thrusting into me just the way he used to. The smell of his come was potent and only heightened the sensation. It felt like he was really there, even if his fat cock wasn’t inside me. It took me less than a minute to hit my climax.
Cato walked back inside and halted when he saw what I was doing. Men like Cato weren’t easy to catch off guard, but he was glued to the spot. Immobile, he watched me rub my pussy with his come. With wide eyes and shaking shoulders, he didn’t know what to do.
The climax hit, so I finished it, not stopping even for him. My head rolled back, and I rubbed myself harder, my thighs shaking because it felt so good. Cato’s presence made it even better, made it seem like we were really together.
“Jesus Fucking Christ.”
I lay on the bed and caught my breath, my fingers still between my legs. I didn’t feel any shame for what I’d just done. He didn’t want to please me, so that was fine. I could handle my own needs.
