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“Hi, birthday girl.”
I grinned. “Hi, yourself. Did you come bearing gifts?”
He smirked with a shrug. “I did, but I’m afraid there’s no bow.”
I loved his recollection of our teasing conversation from the other night. “I’m actually not much of a wrapping-paper-and-ribbons kind of girl. I like to get straight to the good stuff.” I took a seat on the bed and lifted a brow, waiting.
“No arguments from me.” He walked over and knelt down, removed his glasses, and leaned in for a kiss. There was no hesitancy, only the sweet luxury of finally being able to touch after waiting all evening.
My hands traveled down his arms, pulling him in closer and allowing the kiss to deepen. He was such an incredible kisser. Which almost distracted me from what I wanted most this evening.
Once Mark stood up, his waist at eye level, I set my hands to work on the task of unzipping his trousers.
“Impatient, are we?”
I nodded, watching as he helped me along with the reveal by hooking his fingers in his trousers. He pulled them down his hips, thumbs apparently grabbing his boxers at the same time because, in one swoop, there he was in all his glory. Thick, long, and protruding proudly, as if waiting for my praise.
I leaned forward, unable to keep myself from licking the pre-come that beaded on his tip.
He let out a shuddered breath. “This is your birthday, Jules.”
“You’re right. It is. And I want to taste you.”
Suddenly he pulled back, grabbing something off the nightstand. “I, uh, need these.” He grinned, slipping back on his glasses.
“Don’t want to miss any details, huh?”
He shook his head and stepped forward to where I now sat up on the edge of the bed, reaching for him. I’d never been much of a giving-head kind of girl, but the thought of putting my mouth on this beautiful man was exciting. So was getting to see him in the light for the first time.
“Uh, Jules?”
I looked up and realized I’d probably been staring at it for a full minute.
His half-amused, half-aroused gaze settled on me.
“Sorry, it’s just, well, it’s a really great cock.”
I. Did. Not. Just. Say. That.
His chuckle made me realize that yes, in fact, I had.
I slapped a hand over my mouth.
“Don’t go covering your mouth now. It’s only getting started.”
Ha. The man had jokes. “Clearly, you’ve crossed into my land of the crazy. Sorry, you know I have this thing with filters or lack thereof—”
“Jules, put my cock in your mouth.”
Turns out that was hard to do when you were grinning, but it didn’t take long to manage because when I gripped his length and heard his gasp, all humor was replaced with unfiltered hunger.
Not wanting to wait a second longer, I leaned forward and again tasted the tip with my tongue, enjoying the rumble from low in his chest. Mouthing the crown, I sucked lightly, sliding up and down the hand which gripped him while the other hand moved to cup his balls. My lips moved down his length. I couldn’t believe how velvety soft his skin was or that he was growing even larger in my hand.
Opening my mouth wider, I bobbed my head forward and took him as deep as I could. His muttered string of expletives made me revel. I might be out of practice, but he was far from complaining. Using my hand along with my mouth, I set a rhythm that took him to the back of my throat.
My eyes were starting to water from the effort, but I could feel him getting close. His fingers entwined in my hair; his gaze locked on mine. What I wouldn’t give to see him completely naked.
“I’m close.”
