Chapter 82: Suffer
Our lips and tongues danced together to the rhythm of lustful pleasure for several minutes that felt like hours. My hands held her waist tightly, holding her in place. Her hands around my neck, one brushing my hair as we kissed passionately.
I don’t know what it was about Abby but, she kissed me with intention. Like saying, if I’m doing this I might as well do it properly. And that’s what she was doing. She pulled away from the kiss, got off me and knelt between my legs.
Her hands began working on the hem of my short as she unbuckled the button, pulling the zip lower and revealing my already throbbing dick. A little smile playing on her lips as our eyes locked.
She kept her gaze on mine and she extended her tongue, flicked it against my shaft and before licking the tip as well. In one motion, she stuffed her mouth with my dick, and began bobbing her head up and down.
My hands instinctively grabbed her head and I aided her motion, thrusting my hip forward in sync with her head movement.
A small moan escaped her mouth as she picked up the pace, I felt a buildup as my muscles began contracting. Knowing I was about to cum I announced. "I’m cumming," my eyes closed in total bliss.
Pop. The sound of my dick slipping out of her mouth. My eyes flipped open in an instant, confusion and frustration hitting me. "Why’d you stop?," I asked.
"You don’t get to cum just yet," She said and stood up. She took off her robe, revealing the lacy nightgown.
"Wha... Why?" I asked, my voice hinting that I was desperate for release.
"Who the hell does she think she is? Applying all that pressure and stopping all of a sudden," my dick cried out.
Do something, take control of the moment or she’ll keep teasing us.