"Fuck," he breathed. "Don't say things like that when I'm in this predicament."
I glanced down and watched as he gripped his dick in his palm and stroked. It was exactly the kind of predicament I wanted him in. Peter pumped his length before I lowered to my knees. I moved his hand away and stroked his length slowly.
"So beautiful," I moaned.
I kissed the tip of his cock and he moaned like I'd put his whole length in my mouth. I chuckled. Peter loved when I touched him just the right way and I loved doing it to him. I trailed kisses over his shaft and down his balls as he moaned and his fingers rested in my hair.
I'd missed the taste and feel of his body. Peter was like an addiction that I never wanted to quit. His body called to me in a way that no one else's ever had. I stuck out my tongue and dragged it over his flesh. Peter bucked into my mouth in response and I moaned so deeply my toes curled.
"Jo," he breathed. "Can we take this to the bed?"
I grinned up at him. "Not yet. I'm still cold."
He grunted and I went back to pleasuring him. I opened my mouth and sucked him inside. The heat from my lips permeated his skin. His cock jumped in the velvety confines of my mouth. I pushed myself forward and swallowed him to the hilt. My throat spasmed and constricted around him until I pulled off and came up for air. Saliva connected me to his rock hard thickness and I went back and lapped at him eagerly.
"Do you know how much I love your dick?" I breathed. "It's perfect. Hard, wet, ready to make me a mess. I love it."
"Fuck. You can't just say stuff like that and expect me not to go crazy."
"I don't expect anything baby," I breathed. "I just want you to have a good time."
"Joanne..."
I cut him off when I lavished his balls with the wet warmth of my mouth. His balls danced in my mouth as they drew up toward his body overwhelmed by pleasure. I loved the fact that I could do that to him. I reached my hand up and wrapped it around his shaft. My hand pumped up and down as his knees buckled and his body wavered.
"Yes?" I asked. "Would you like more of me?"
"Yes,” he groaned out. "If I don't get inside of you soon I'm going to lose it."
Well, I didn't want that. As much as I loved to tease, I wanted him inside of me badly. I traced his length once more before I sucked him into my mouth. My head twisted and bobbed as I sucked him like it was the last time. When I came up for air, his eyelids fluttered and he cursed a steady stream under his breath. Slowly, I stood up and smiled.
"Good?" I purred.
"You might be an actual demon," he panted.
I grinned. "I take that as a compliment. Towel?"
Peter grabbed me a towel and wrapped it around me as I stepped out of the shower. He also shut off the water and then picked me up and carried me into his bedroom. I chuckled as he laid me down on the bed and then opened the nightstand.
"What are you getting?" I asked.
"This first."
Peter squeezed the lotion into his hands and rubbed them together. To my amazement, he rubbed the lotion over my legs first and started to work his way around my body. I relaxed into the bed and hummed in pleasure as he rubbed and massaged every inch of me.
Oh yeah, I'd definitely made the right decision.
I couldn't think of a time when anyone else had given me a massage or taken care of me in any way. He leaned down and kissed my lips when he was done, before he shimmied down and planted himself right between my thighs.
Peter pushed his tongue into my slit and I moaned. He trailed it up and down as he collected the wet heat that had accumulated while I sucked him off. I loved pleasuring him and hearing his moans had definitely turned me on. He could tell and he flicked his tongue up and over my clit as my back arched and I pressed harder against him.
"Peter!"
"I know baby," he moaned into my pussy. "Don’t worry."
I moaned at his deep, graveled words. They sounded so sexy as he mumbled them against my heat. Peter quickly shifted and opened his nightstand. When he came back, I groaned and let him roll on the condom. My fingers slipped over my wetness and I pushed them inside before he licked my fingers clean.
"You're killing me," I breathed.