“Wait here. I’ll be right back.” I swiftly walked to the bar off to the side of the kitchen. I grabbed the liquor decanter and two chilled glasses from the fridge. I always kept a few glasses on chill just in case I wanted to indulge in a nightcap. I poured the aged scotch into both glasses and went back into the living room. Lyra was so poised and classy, and it turned me on to the max.
“Nightcap?” I asked and handed her one of the glasses before she could answer.
“Sure. Thanks.”
“You aren’t nervous, are you?” I asked. Since her guard was down, I knew I needed to capitalize on the moment.
She tried to laugh it off, but I saw right through her. Baby was nervous. I sat down beside her and took a sip from my glass.
“Look at me.” I tilted her chin upward.
“Open your mouth,” I continued and took the glass from her. I stood slightly and poured the cool liquid slowly into her mouth. I was careful not to drown her in it. “Swallow and relax.”
She did as she was told, and before I closed her mouth, I kissed her. The inside of her mouth was hot. Her tongue was soft and wet.
“Everything about you is fucking irresistible. Inside and out.”
She stood and removed her heels.
“Sit back.” Her hands pushed gently on my chest. Lyra got on her knees and undid my belt first. Once my pants were unbuttoned, she slid them down then removed my shoes.
“Are you nervous?” she asked.
“Not at all.” I had no questions to ask or anything to say. I just wanted to see how this would unfold.
She pulled at my black Versace boxer briefs and tugged them down. My dick sprang upward, and her eyes bucked. She tried to hurry and look away, but I caught her.
“Don’t look away now.” I let her know I’d caught her ass red handed. Her lips curved into a smile as she bit her bottom lip.
“Oil?” she asked.
“You don’t need it. Stroke him and use this pre-cum, baby.”
She stroked it, and like clockwork, she had all the lubricant she needed. One hand massaged my balls, and the other stroked my dick. Both hands moved in tandem.
“Fuck, Lyra. Ahhhh.” I hissed.
She moved her hand from my balls then used two hands to stroke me. My dick grew stiffer with each stroke. She spat on the tip, and her spit combined with my pre-cum was a recipe for a big ass eruption.
“You ready to cum?” She looked up at me.
All I could do was nod.
“Damn, Dre, you’re hard as fuck. I feel it, baby.” She continued with one hand and used the other to pull her dress down. Her supple mounds were exposed, and her nipples were hardened. She was turned on by giving pleasure.Noted.
“Um hmmm. Let it go. Cum on my chest. I wanna feel your warm nut all over my titties.”
After she said that, I became undone.
“Ahh! Fuck! Ahhhhhhhh!” I called out, and my nut erupted onto her chest. She didn’t stop. She squeezed and stroked until I was weak. After she placed my dick down, she massaged the nut all over her breasts. She even took some on her finger and sucked it clean as she looked up at me.
“C’mere, woman.” I pulled her up onto my lap, and we kissed.
“Did you enjoy that?” She tugged on my bottom lip with hers.
“I did, baby. Your turn.”
In one swift motion, I threw her over my shoulder and headed to my bedroom. The lights were off, and the candle that was lit in my bathroom gave off the least bit of light possible. Shit, that was all I needed to see what I was doing. Her chest rose and fell with labored breathing as I laid her down on the bed. She was ready for me. I pulled her dress the rest of the way down. Her body was a masterpiece. I grabbed her legs and snatched her quickly to the edge of the bed. I needed all access to her pussy.
