Sullivan tips his head down, resting his forehead on mine. I smile up at him and kiss his nose before slanting my mouth over his. My husband gladly lets me slip my tongue between his lips, and I can feel the tension drain from his muscles as he sinks into our kiss.
I grin internally at how easily he gives into me. I love it.
Leaning back, I break our kiss, laughing slightly when Sullivan pouts. “Trust me, I have better things in store for you,” I purr.
I don’t give him a chance to question me as I slip off the couch and kneel in front of him, grabbing at his belt before he can convince me otherwise. He always insists on making me come first, and don’t get me wrong, it’s generous and incredible and amazing. But sometimes a girl just wants to pleasure her man.
Sullivan tangles his fingers in my hair and bends forward to try and kiss me again. I allow him one small peck, but then I place my hand on his chest and make him look me in the eye. “You’ve already given me so much, now let me.”
He grins and then groans as I palm his cock over his jeans. I work his belt and zipper in no time, and then pull out his glorious cock.
“Fuck if you keep looking at my dick like that, I’m gonna come in your hands,” he grits out.
I smirk at him, biting my lip as I slowly stroke him with both hands.
“Jesus,” he grunts.
Bending down, I lick the tip of his cock and dip my tongue inside the little slit on top, just the way I know he likes. Sullivan hisses out a breath and throws his head back. I kiss the head of his shaft and then lick up and down his length, paying careful attention to the thick, throbbing vein on the underside of his dick.
I feel his fingers tangle in my hair. He fists my strands and guides me back to the tip of his cock, letting me know what he needs. My mouth opens automatically and I swallow him down, moaning as I suck him deep into my mouth.
“Gabby, god, baby. You’re incredible.”
I respond by opening up even more for him, taking him into my throat and gagging on his huge dick. Sullivan grunts and snaps his hips, fucking my mouth while he holds me still. I love it. Love when he uses me for his pleasure. I know he’s going to give it all back to me when we’re done, but I’m not even focused on that right now. All I can concentrate on is the way my lips stretch around his girth.
“Shit, I’m not gonna last, love,” he warns.
I moan around him and feel him twitch, precum dripping into my mouth as I suck him down. I reach out and massage his balls, giggling when he tenses up and swears loudly. I suck him faster, harder, rougher, slobbering all over his cock and squeezing his balls.
He grunts like an animal and then cups the back of my neck, pausing my motions. “Wanna come inside you,” he grits out. “Need it.”
Sullivan seals his declarations with a life-altering kiss. He breaks our connection only so he can pull down my yoga pants.
“No panties?” he growls.
I shake my head no and smile seductively at him. In one swift move, Sullivan has me over his shoulder, my bare ass up in the air as he shuffles with his pants still on and his dick swinging between his legs. I laugh at his eagerness to get to the bedroom.
My breasts jiggle as I hit the mattress and Sullivan’s eyes lock on them, his pupils blown wide with lust. “You’re a fucking goddess. I can’t believe you’re mine.”
I smile up at him, watching as he strokes himself. I grab my tits and twist my nipples, my legs spreading wide open in invitation. Sullivan kneels down beside the bed and grabs my ankles, pulling me towards him till my ass is on the edge of the bed.
“Fuck, look how wet you are for me, baby. Does giving your man pleasure turn you on?”
“God yes, Sullivan. So much.”
He grunts and then dives into my pussy, making me moan as he laps up my juices. There’s nothing sweet or tender about the way he’s devouring me. Sullivan nips at my clit, making me jump and tense. I feel his tongue and teeth everywhere, driving me higher, higher, higher, close, so close, one more lick…
I shake with the need for release, my entire body strung tight as my back arches trying to get him right where I need him. Sullivan plunges two fingers into my dripping cunt and bites down on my clit.
I snap, screaming his name and gushing all over him. He licks me, sucks me, feasts on me even as wave after wave of ecstasy pulses through my body, taking me under, washing me away until I’m floating, falling, finished.
Not giving me much time to enjoy my blissful, post-orgasm bliss, Sullivan flips me on my stomach and pulls my hips up so I’m on all fours. He smacks my ass and massages away the sting. With a grunt, he enters me in one stroke, thrusting his dick deep inside of me.
He growls and pulls out, making me whimper.
“You need this cock, Gabby? Need me to fuck you nice and hard?”
“Yes! Please, god, please fuck me.”
