by Kate Gilead
“Ahh, Jesus,” he breathes, sitting back and wiping his chin with a smile.
His cock is rampant, peeking up out of the water like a red periscope, and before my eyes it jumps and bobs, producing a silvery string of precum.
“Come,” I say, sliding down into the still-warm water of the bath, “you sit up here and let me return the favor.”
He sits, his cock jumping and waving as he does. I kneel between his wet and slippery legs. His hands caress my arms before coming to rest on either side of my face as I fasten on him with my lips, my swirling tongue eliciting a whispery groan.
The groan turns into a hissing breath as I slide my mouth down onto his hot, hard length.
“Ohh, fuck…oh fuck yeah…uhhnnn yeah, that feels magnifico!” Up and down, slowly, I take him as far into my throat as I can, then I move back up and swirl the sensitive underside of his glans with my tongue.
“Uhhh…oh yeah, yeah! Fuck! I’m gonna come hard baby, oh yeah…ohhhh,” he murmurs, his hips rocking slightly, his voice intense, urgent and oh so sexy.
I push my head downwards, throat-fucking him hard, loving the power I have to make him moan and writhe.
Pulling back, I take a breath and again, I swirl my tongue around his head before plunging my throat back down onto his length, then I pump my head up and down on his shaft, carefully controlling my breath, making his moans rise and his hips thrust upwards even more.
His hands are on my head now, guiding my movements. His body tenses and relaxes rhythmically as he thrusts delicately along with my movements, his cock hardening and pulsing inside my mouth.
“Sì, sì…succhiami il cazzo…yeah, suck my cock baby… you’re so dirty….uhhnnn… such a sweet, luscious, dirty girl!”
Panting now, groaning, his legs and belly quivering as I eagerly pleasure his throbbing cock. “Yeah, yeah…oh fuck…oh fuck…Samantha…ti amo, cara mia…uhhnnnn….uhnnnn….uhnnnn!”
His hips thrust as he erupts in my mouth, pushing his cock down my throat as far as it will go, his muscular legs tensing against me with the force of his orgasm. I hold my breath and wait, feeling pulse after pulse of his hot pleasure as it fires down my throat, making me giddy with my own sexual power…making me happy and proud to be the source of such ecstasy for a man as worthy and wonderful as my sexy, sweet, secret billionaire.
The End
Also by Kate Gilead
Her Bestie’s Older Brother (Maple Mills Book One)
The Secret Virgin (Maple Mills Book Two)
Bossed (Maple Mills Book Three)
Coming Soon: Motorhead (Maple Mills Book Five)
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