I swirled the tip of his cock with my tongue, taking in the taste of him.
He opened his eyes and looked at me. Then slowly, he fucked my mouth, thrusting down deep, until I felt him at the very back.
My hands came up of their own accord, but he stopped me before I could touch him.
Shaking his head, he smiled a little and said, “Nope. Just lie there and let me fuck your mouth.”
My legs rubbed against each other from his words, and I did as he asked, lying there while he used me.
He glided his hand down my body as he continued the assault. Saliva built around the corner of my mouth, but I held still just as his fingers found my nipples. He plucked at them harshly, and I whimpered around him, which seemed to only turn him on even more.
“That’s right, pet. Take more of me in. Show me what that talented mouth of yours can do for a man like me.”
His thrusts became more forceful with each word he said, and I felt that familiar tremor working its way to the small of my back.
I could come from this alone.
I sucked more of him and heard Damien hissing in a sharp breath.
“Fuck,” he whispered.
He placed his hand on my hips and turned me slightly, coming back down to my crease. He played with me there, massaging the sensitive nerve endings before bringing his hand up to my drenched slit.
My eyes rolled back when his fingers found my clit.
He rubbed over it roughly, making my back arch.
“That’s it, pet. Come for me, and I’ll finish in your mouth. You’re going to swallow every last drop like the good girl that you are, aren’t you?”
I hummed around him.
He flicked my clit, and that was all it took.
I came on his fingers, my moans muffled from his cock as he thrust in and out of me. He pulled on my hair with his other hand and let out a small shout, and I felt him spilling into my mouth.
I swallowed as much as I could, knowing how much Damien liked it when I did that, and he watched me with hooded eyes.
I could still feel remnants of my orgasm as he pulled out of me, some of his cum dripping from the corners of my mouth.
He let out another small groan and rubbed his thumb against my lips before stabbing his thumb inside my mouth.
I automatically sucked on it as he watched me.
My chest pushed in and out with every hard breath I took and it felt like I had just run five miles.
We didn’t say anything for a moment, and then he pulled his thumb away and walked to the bathroom without another word.
He came back moments later with a wet cloth, and I watched as my six-foot-five giant of a man gently helped clean me up.
I closed my eyes, smiling a bit when he got to my chest, wiping away some of the cum that had dripped there before moving to my pussy.
I opened my eyes and took him in.
He seemed laser focused.
As if he was doing the most important job in the world.
“How do you feel?” he asked, his voice rough.