I’m leaning against the entryway to his bedroom, watching him. My arms are crossed over my chest, my right hip and elbow propped against the frame. He leans against the wall, the last remaining rays of sunlight bathing him in a glow that makes his skin look fiery. Maybe it is. I know mine is…His hand slides down his naked torso and grabs his cock, jutting out from his hips, waiting for someone to touch it. He doesn’t look at me, but he knows I am there.
As his fingers wrap around the shaft he groans and throws his head back, his long hair flipping back over his shoulders and off his face as he does.
I gasp at the absolute beauty of him. His long, lean frame, muscular arms, sinewy limbs that flex as he pulls on his cock.
He starts out slow. I move closer by a few steps, this time (feeling the sudden need to steady myself) holding onto the foot board.
He steals a glance at me and barely holds back a smile before looking back down at his cock.
I manage to stand quietly until the sound of his hand sliding the length of his shaft, mixed with the juice from the head of his cock all but brings me to my knees…
My nipples harden and I feel my face flush. Instinctively my mouth waters and I must have whimpered. He turns his head, looking through one chunk of hair filtering his violet/indigo glance and instantly I’m done.
I glide across the room and grab his sides, sliding down onto my knees, my nails raking across his thighs as I do.
He looks down at me, his hand gripping his cock. A stream of precum lands on my tongue as I give him my most innocent, good-girl smile.
Right before he grabs my hair and slides the juicy head into my mouth.
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