Sunny could not help but giggle. “And the hat?”
“Part of my costume for tonight.” One hand had dropped from where it had been holding the top of the doorjamb. His hand trailed down his chest and belly to wrap around the base of his cock. He began a slow stroking motion. “Now, sweet Sunflower, you said something about dealing with this?”
Her * flooded, Sunny wanted nothing more than to strip and ride his shaft for the rest of the evening. But this moment was not about her wants. This was about making it so he would fit into what would no doubt be a pair of very small, very tight microbriefs. She had been to an exotic dance review show before, once, and figured that while Geo might not wear the same male version of a G-string, he would be wearing as little as he could get away with.
Locking her gaze with his, Sunny crossed the room and knelt before the man. That put her eye to eye with the tip of his cock, which glistened with pre-cum. One hand on his leg for balance, she peeled his fingers from around his cock, replacing them with her own. His cock was long and thick, just the kind of cock she always dreamt about.
Parting her lips, she blew a gentle breath across the head and down the shaft. Geo’s soft groan told her that he was as turned on by this as she was. Opening her mouth farther, she dragged just the tip of her tongue across the mushroom head, the taste of his fluids sending desire through her so intense that her hips bucked, her body demanding attention that would have to wait.
“Damn, that feels good.” Geo ground out the words between gritted teeth.
Sunny smiled as she dropped her head back on her neck to look at his face as she took just the head between her lips. Swirling her tongue around it, she cleaned the skin of the smeared drops of pre-cum, her action eliciting a gasp from Geo.
She stared into golden brown eyes as she took in more, then even more until she could take no more without choking. His eyelids dropped, giving him a sexy expression that had her thighs clenching to put pressure on her clit. After watching his eyes close and his head dropped until his chin rested on his chest, her own eyes drifted closed.
The arousal she felt giving him pleasure had her flying high without touching herself. Knowing time was growing short, she began to slide up and down his shaft, sucking and licking what she could without gagging herself, her hand gently massaging what would not fit into her mouth.
Thoughts of the rest of the world drifted far away, until it was just the two of them joined together by the giving and receiving of pleasure.
When Geo’s hands cupped her head, his fingers combing through her hair, then cradling her skull, her insides melted further. Her practical side made a mental note to change her panties before heading downstairs to join the party.
Feeling the seconds ticking by, she sucked harder on his cock, bobbing up and down its length faster and faster. The hand on his leg slid up his thigh, then moved in, and gently closed around heavy balls. As if waiting for her touch, the sack drew up. Geo stiffened, his fingers tightening around her head. He made a long, low growling sound as his hips began to buck, and he began fucking her mouth.
He came with a deep cry, his thick semen filling her mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could, needing to take a piece of this man into herself. She absently wondered if his fluid would also give her a bit of the self-confidence and devil-may-care attitude he radiated.
She gentled her hold on his cock and her touch on his balls but did not release him until she had cleaned him thoroughly. Reluctantly, she released him. Pulling from his now slack hold, she settled back on her heels. Only then did she open her eyes and look up, hesitantly checking his reaction.
His cheeks had taken on a ruddy glow, and he leaned one shoulder against the doorjamb. His eyes were closed, and he looked like he needed the building’s help to stay on his feet. When he did not move for nearly a minute, she grew concerned and pushed to her feet.
“Geo?” she said, stepping close and placing a hand in the center of his chest. His skin was damp, and his heart pounded under her fingertips. “Are you okay? Oh, God, please tell me I didn’t break you.”
She gave a squeak when he grabbed her, and pulled her for a tight hug. He held her head to his chest with one hand while his other hand snaked around her back and hugged her close. “Oh, sweet Sunflower, I am so much better than okay. And I cannot wait for this evening to be over, so I can return the favor in triplicate.”
“Excuse me?” Sunny weakly struggled in his hold but was unable to gain her freedom. “I…I…um, no.”