“You’re soaking wet. Looks like your tight little pussy is greedy for me. Do you want me to touch you, Lucia?”
“Yes.” I arch my back, and he positions me so he can push in deeper.
“Do you, sweet Lucia? Is that what you want?” I can feel his cock pressing into my thigh as he shuffles.
“Yesss.”
I barely notice when he lets go of my face because he’s stroking my breast again.
“Give me a taste, then.” He smiles, tweaking my nipple.
I don’t need to be told twice. I pull down my top and move aside the cup of my bra so my breast can pop out.
The rose tips are already darker and hard with arousal, but when he bends down and takes the nipple into his mouth, I swear fire courses through me, from his lips to my skin.
“Oh God,” I whimper, reaching for his shoulders then running my fingers through the silky strands of his hair so I can hold him to me to suck.
He sucks me hard, circling his tongue around my nipple then taking as much of my breast into his mouth as he can. The sight is so fucking hot I lose control and start moving my hips over his leg.
I can feel my orgasm nigh on coming, but just when I think I might come, he stops and strokes my clit.
“I’m going to come,” I moan.
“No, hold it. Hold it until I tell you. It’s my turn now. I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock.”
His eyes drop to my lips, and now I know exactly why he kept looking at them before.
I slide off his lap, obeying as I drop to my knees. The ache to come pulses between my thighs, but the desire to suck his cock overpowers my inner needs.
“Go ahead, Bonita, take me out.”
I undo his belt and pull his zipper down, then finally free his cock from his boxers.
He’s as massive as I thought he would be. His cock is perfect, thick and long.
I lower my head and lick the tip, and he smiles.
“Good girl.” He laces his fingers through my hair as I take the head of his cock into my mouth.