“Yes,” I moaned.
“Good. Let me show you a few more things you’ve probably never experienced,” he smiled.
His smile wasn’t a bad boy one. It didn’t look to be a smile with a hidden message behind it. It looked genuine, which piqued my curiosity.
“A few more things?” I asked, cocking my head slightly.
“Yes, Kaylee,” he chuckled. “Sit up.”
I did as he requested.
“Wrap your legs and arms around me,” he said, making my eyebrow raise. He laughed softly. “Please.”
It was cute hearing him say please. I giggled despite myself, then wrapped my arms and legs around him. He picked me up off the counter by placing his arms under my ass. He then proceeded to carry me into the living room. He gently sat me down on the couch, confusing me even more.
When he sat down beside me, I was caught off guard.
“Don’t you want me to suck you off? Or to fuck me?” I asked sheepishly. He looked at me.
“Do you want to suck me off, beautiful?” he asked with an indescribable look in his eyes.
“I want to please you, sir.” I nibbled on my bottom lip.
“So be it,” he smirked and then stood up and undid his pants.
I kneeled in front of him and helped work his pants down to his ankles. His cock sprung free. My mouth gaped open.
“Is it big enough for you?” Gerald sat back down. His hand grabbed his cock and stroked it as he smirked at me. “Well? Is my cock big enough?
“Super big,” I breathed with my eyes locked on his cock.
“Still want to please me with your tongue?” he asked, sweeping my hair off to the side with his free hand. “Can my cock feel your warm mouth?”
“Yes. I want to please you, sir.”
“Good.” Gerald released his hold on his cock.
Nervously, I grabbed his shaft. My hands trembled.
“There’s no rush, baby. You can take it slow,” he said, looking down at me and smiling.
He must have sensed my nerves from never having or fealt or sucked a cock before. It was probably my trembling hand holding his shaft that told on my feelings.
“Okay,” I whispered, stroking his cock slowly. Gerald closed his eyes.
“Fuck, baby, that feels good,” he moaned. His hips moved, making my strokes of his cock longer. “Grip it tighter, baby.”
He placed his hand over mine and showed me exactly how tight he wanted it. My hand gripped him tightly as I stroked him with long strokes.
“Fuck,” he said, releasing my hand. “My cock has wanted your touch all day.”
“Is that so?” I asked teasingly with a wicked grin on my face.
The confidence in me came from out of nowhere. It was like my body and mind were suddenly possessed.
“Are you being naughty?” he smirked.
I gripped his cock tighter and stroked it faster. All while keeping my eyes on him and a grin on my face. Gerald moved his hips faster against my strokes. His breath became ragged. He made sounds of satisfaction that turned me on.
