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I slather his dick like it has the most exquisite flavor I’ve ever tried—his tip leaks precum. I lick it off, then trail kisses and licks down his shaft to where the skin is looser and more sensitive.
He is motionless with a drink in his hand. The other hand loosely hovers next to my head like he doesn’t know what to do—either to grab me or grab himself and jerk off.
I still hold his beautiful cock pressed to his belly. I lick the middle finger of my right hand and cup his balls, gently pushing my finger deeper behind them.
He’s always so self-controlled. Except for the little moments with me, when he enjoys it so much that his body gives it away.
I’m gonna do this slowly to see if he can lose his dominant mask.
In a moment, this beautiful man is gonna moan.
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I swearthis girl is a cock-whisperer.
My cock is in shock, in awe, and is utterly in love with her right now.
Kat’s lips and tongue do some kind of wicked dance around it, teasing, nibbling, kissing. Which does not even qualify as a blow job—yet—but I hold my breath and all my willpower not to blow at the sight of her on her knees, working me like she’s auditioning for a porn gig.
She kisses the base of my shaft, tugging gently at the sensitive skin in that spot, then brings her lips lower and gives my balls a playful lick.
I bite my bottom lip in a constant need to say, “Fuck,” my cock throbbing with pleasure.
I set the drink down and start stroking her head.
She swirls her tongue on one side of my balls, then does the same to the other.
I moan.
God, she gets me so hard!
“Kitten,” I whisper, chasing it with other words that leave my mouth unaware.
Her fingers gently squeeze and massage the tip of my cock that she presses to my abdomen. Her other hand is somewhere between my legs, one finger going dangerously farther than my dignity allows.
But my dignity is taking a backseat, because my balls are so heavy they ache, and the only thing that matters is Kat’s tongue, like a little flame, licking fire onto my cock.
I suck in a harsh breath, wanting to ram my cock in her mouth and blow in seconds. It’s an instinct. A need for fast release.
But I hold back—I might never get another chance to have this experience again.
Kat’s lips reach my tip, and she takes me in her mouth.
I can’t hold back a grunt.
“Kitten, you are a cocktease,” I whisper, my body melting.
She is not taking much of me. Just the tip, her hand working the shaft methodically. But she sucks on it softly, all the while her tongue doing some wild pirouettes, dipping into the slit in the center. If I made that bet about how long I can last—yeah, I’d lose.
“I want to come,” I say in a voice I don’t recognize—cracked and raspy and needy as she works me with her talented mouth.
Fuck me dead.
“Kat, Ineedto come,” I say louder when she pulls away and stops.
Her lips are swollen. Her gaze on me is wicked, though I wish I didn’t dim the lights so much so I could read every emotion in it.
