I watched.
He settled with his back to the headboard, one leg straight, one leg cocked but falling to the side and then . . .
Then . . .
Then he started lazily stroking his cock and his eyes locked on me.
“What you gonna do to me, Izzy?”
Oh my God.
Ohmigod!
If I was completely in control of my limbs, which I absolutely was not, I would have scrambled in bed and taken that beautiful cock in my mouth so fast, I’d be a blur.
Instead, I was shaking with anticipation so it was deliberately, my gaze to him, that I put hands then knees to the bed and crawled his way.
He watched me do this and I got his sexy noise, this one lower, rougher, the one that carved through me, leaving me open, exposed, wanting, needing.
I positioned between his legs and stopped.
His eyes burning black fire, I was again mesmerized by Johnny.
But I didn’t miss him stop stroking his cock so he could cup his balls, use his other hand to angle his cock from his stomach and offer it to me.
Oh . . . my . . . God.
“You gonna stare at it, beautiful, or are you gonna suck it?” Johnny asked gruffly.
My attention went from his shaft on offer to his face.
For a second.
Then I moved in, put a hand to his chest, trailing it down as I dropped my head, kneeling in front of him, positioning to worship his cock.
My closed lips touched the tip, I let it spread them then I drew him deep.
Johnny hissed out a breath.
I drew him out and sucked him back in.
I found his nipple with my thumb, rubbed it, felt it tighten under my touch, but my focus was what my mouth was doing, how far I could take him, how hard I could suck, how fast I could go.
His hand was in my hair pulling it back and I felt him take it, like it, become agitated and tense under my movements.
I gave him a break, laved him, stroked him with my free hand while I gently licked the tip.
Then I went back in, sucking hard, moving fast.
I felt him begin to strain around me, his big body getting tighter. Tighter.
Tighter.
Then it broke him and he started thrusting and I liked it so very much that I didn’t put my fingers between my legs the way I needed to because I didn’t want to miss anything.
I sensed him squeezing his balls and instinctively I knew.
I released him, surged up and put my forehead to his, curling my hand around his cock and jacking him tight.
His gaze glued to mine, his breath harsh, he wrapped his hand around mine and guided the way, loosening at the bottom but going in hard and tight at the top.
My mouth open, my breaths coming fast and shallow, I covered his hand at his balls.
“Squeeze,” he grunted.
Gently I squeezed his hand over his balls.
“Fuck yeah,” he bit off, his eyes closing. They opened and they were on fire. “With both, baby.”
I squeezed with both.
“Don’t miss it, Iz,” he warned.
Leaving my forehead on his, I tipped my head down and watched the both of us working him, his hips restless, half thrusting, half writhing.
His hand on his shaft tightened tight, his other hand shifted so it was on the outside and I was cupping his balls skin to skin.
“God, beautiful,” I breathed reverently, my hips mimicking his, my wet so wet, it was dripping down the inside of one thigh.
“Fuck,” he ground out. “Fuck,” he groaned.
And then he blew.
His powerful body strung tight and his cum jetted up his chest. His hands manipulating mine in a rough, tight, fierce way I’d never begin to touch him, it seemed he forced the cum out of his cock, squeezed it from his balls, and I whimpered and whinnied through my panting at the splendor of it.
“You’re . . . just . . . beautiful,” I breathed.
I barely got that out when my hands were pulled away and Johnny slid under me, taking me off my knees.
I landed on him and he pulled me through his cum as he hauled me up his chest. When he could, he grasped my hips and yanked me higher.
I gasped as I made my knees, exposed over him, and grabbed the headboard as his hands gripped my hips and he planted me on his mouth.
My head fell back and I ground into his face in a way that might have dawned on me was too much if his hands at my hips weren’t pulsing me into him.
He was tongue fucking me, sucking my clit, biting it and I was rolling into every move, breathless, riding his face like I’d ride his cock.
My hand moved to his at my hip, and like he’d done to me, I showed him the way, pushing it back, curling his fingers in until the tip of his middle found my anus.
He growled up my cunt and then I was off, on all fours beside him on the bed.
But only for half a second.
He pulled me back on his face but with me facing the other direction, a hand between my shoulder blades shoving me down.
His cock was still hard.
I gobbled it in my mouth.
He grunted up my pussy, yanked me down to his mouth and I felt a wet finger gently pressing up my ass.
I lost him with my mouth as my neck arched back, a cry escaped me before I forced out a breathy, “God, yes,” and when he started to slide his finger out, I went back to his cock and again sucked it deep.
He ate me rough, fucked my ass gentle and I sucked his cock hard, cupping his balls, squeezing, feeling his grunts just as I heard them, taking his thrusts when he started driving up into my mouth, grinding my pussy in his face.
I just had the presence of mind to wrap my hand warm around him when my entire body arched up and back, smothering his face with my cunt.
I moaned, loud and long and low as he shoved his finger up my ass and ate me through an overwhelming climax that shook me from head to toe, leaving me blinded to all but his mouth, gasping for breath, straining into him, lost.
I vaguely became aware his hand was again around mine on his cock and he was pumping and it was fortunate I vaguely became aware of that because I did just in time to watch him come again all over his belly.
The gushes were weakening, he was using both our hands to milk himself dry, and that was when I collapsed on him, my cheek to the junction of his thigh and hipbone, my hair falling everywhere, my face nuzzling his shaft and balls, a soft sound escaping my mouth when he tenderly pulled out of my ass.
Johnny shifted my hair off my cheek and kept running his fingers through it as he ran his lips along the inside of my thigh.
I trembled on top of him.
He sank his teeth into the inside of my thigh.
I jolted and then melted into him.
“Iz?”
I shifted just enough to nuzzle the area between cock and balls.
“Iz.” That sounded gruffer but also amused.
“Mm?”
More amused than gruff. “You goin’ to sleep?”
“Mm.”
“As much as I like your pretty pussy and the idea you can fall asleep with it in my face, you wanna roll off?”
It took effort but I rolled off.
He shifted me around so I was righted in bed and rolled on me.
I looked at his handsome, sated, amazing face.
He was smiling.