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She kneels in front of me, her pretty lips parted and ready for my cock. I watch as she frees my erection from my clothes and takes me in, her mouth warm and wet as she slides her tongue along my length. I moan, my hips involuntarily thrusting forward, craving more of her.
She knows just how to take me, deep and rough, and I can feel her tongue grazing me in all the right places. My fingers bury themselves in her hair, gripping tightly as I lose myself in the sensation of her sucking me off.
Her hands wrap around my balls, sending delicious currents of electricity through me. My eyes blink shut as I surrender to the gift she’s giving me. With each pulse of her mouth on me, I can feel my control slipping away until I’m completely consumed by the ecstasy of her lips wrapped around my cock.
She never breaks her rhythm as she continues to suck me, her tongue swirling around my head with each stroke. I can’t help but moan with each movement, my body arching toward her. “God. You’re so good at this. Fuck. You are amazing.”
She knows just how to drive me crazy, keeping me on the brink of completion with her skilled mouth. Her breath is hot against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I run my hands down the back of her neck, feeling the smoothness of her skin, and pull her closer to me.
She responds eagerly, her mouth never leaving me.
I’ve never had any woman take me in her mouth like this. She’s so eager, so into it, I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been with anyone before. “Holy shit. God, you are really fucking good at this.”
She takes me deeper, her mouth tight around me as she swallows me whole. I gasp, my heart pounding in my chest as she hums softly, the vibrations coursing through me and making my toes curl.
Every sensation is amplified, as if I’m experiencing it for the first time.
As if she’s my first.
I moan her name, “Lily,” my voice barely above a whisper as my need for her overtakes me. She looks up at me; the sight of her beautiful face, flushed and slightly wet from my arousal, is almost too much to bear.
“You’re so good. Your lips and tongue are driving me wild.” She smiles, a small, knowing smile that only fuels my want for her.
Her hands never falter, her touch always sure and skilled as she works my balls in her hand, my cock in her mouth.
“God. I’m going to come.”
The tightening hits my core, an explosion ready to erupt. I grab her head in my hands, holding on to something as I come, a burst of bright white lights and tension imploding and leaving my body.
“Swallow me down, baby.”
She obeys; I feel her throat contract as she chokes and coughs, but she takes it all.
A relaxing, calm euphoria slips through my veins. The desire to hold her in my arms takes over. I grab her shoulders, pulling her up so I can wrap my entire body around her like a protective cocoon.
I kiss the top of her head, burying my lips in her softly scented hair. “God, you’re amazing, woman.”
“You’re not too bad yourself.” She giggles, pressing a hand into my chest as she rests her cheek against me.
I want more. I need more. A proper date.
Protecting her, employing her, it’s all good. Teasing her, punishing her, she’s been down for it all. And this earth-shattering blowjob? Yeah, this, whatever is going on between us is incredible.
But—I’m twice her age. The gap looms before me, making me second guess my idea of asking her out, just the two of us, for a real date. What do kids her age do? Find one another on apps for casual hook-ups?
They all wear pajamas for clothes. I doubt they dress up and go out on the town for date nights. Will she laugh in my face? Tell me I’m old-fashioned, or worse, just old?
I thought I was the one in control, pushing her to her knees, demanding the blowjob, but she’s the one who has me spinning out.
If I ask her on a date, will she look confused, embarrassed when she has to tell me this relationship is just a means to an end for her? Tell me that I’m too rigid. Grumpy. Boring.
I am all those things…
I won’t know till I ask. I feel like I’m back in sixth grade asking Mary Pierce to go to the Winter Ball with me. I threw up in the bathroom beforehand.
Clearing the tightness from my throat, I go for it.
“Tomorrow is Saturday. No work. Join me for dinner?”
