I’m surprised he stayed. Really surprised.
It’s not like it was that late or he’d had a drink. Maybe he just fell asleep like I did. But no, he’d put his boxers back on.
Weird.
I don’t mind seeing him in my bed, though. His body is truly a thing of beauty. Looking at it brings on a fresh surge of lust. What is it with this guy? I’ve never been this horny in my life. Well, one more round with LaTorre before cutting him loose would not be the worst thing. Placing my hand on his washboard abs, I slide it lower, slipping it into his briefs.
His cock surges to attention at my touch, hardening and lengthening immediately. He lets out a soft groan and opens his eyes, resting his hands under his head. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.” I crawl lower. He spreads his legs wide to allow me to settle between them on my knees. Freeing his cock from his briefs, I run my tongue over its head, enjoying the way it lengthens and bobs for me.
He makes a low growl of approval which goes straight to my nipples, making them stand up at attention.
I drag my tongue from base to tip, then lap the glistening drop that emerges. “Is this why you stayed?”
“I stayed because I didn’t want you to think it was a one-night stand kinda thing...oh God!”he pants.
He didn’t want me to think it was a one-night stand.
I’m having a hard time processing that information. Surely Joey’s not after more than sex. We hardly know each other, other than our shared connection to the mob. I continue swirling my tongue around the head of his cock.
“Because it’s not,” he manages to say. “I’m totally serious about dating you.”
Still not processing. None of this computes.
I hold the base of his cock and slowly slide my mouth all the way down, sucking hard on the outstrokes. I continue, enjoying when his hips begin to undulate, his thighs tremble, and I hear his breath grow ragged. I tease him, toying with just the head of his cock while the rest of it cools in the air, then taking the entire length as far down my throat as I can.
The taste of pre-cum excites me, turning into a viscous solution in my mouth, slicking the way. I tease his balls with one hand, holding firmly to the base of his cock with the other while increasing the tempo of my strokes in response to his gasps. He groans, gripping the back of my head with his hand and guiding me faster, his thighs tightening and jerking until he comes with a howl into my mouth.
I swallow and pop off, satisfied with myself, grinning as I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.
“Oh my God.” He lunges forward to catch me up in his arms and pull me down on top of him, wrapped in a grateful embrace. “That was out of this world.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. Everyone knows Catholic girls give the best blowjobs, but you justblewthe rest out of the water.”
I groan at his joke and wriggle my hips over his cock, turned on at the pleasure I gave him. He grips my ass and squeezes. “Do you need to come,bella?”
I nod.
He slides his finger between my cheeks and strokes my outer lips, spreading my nectar over the length of my slit. “Well, you’ll just have to wait. That will be my guarantee you’re going out with me again.”
“Wait, what? Are you serious?”
He grins. “Dead serious.”
“Ugh!” I grumble, slapping his arm and rolling off him. “And I was hoping you’d accept this in lieu of that second date.”
“First date. We’re not counting last night because you cut things short. Remember?” He follows off the bed and gets dressed.
“That was before you spent the night! I definitely think it counted.”
“Okay, fine. We’ll count it. But I still get two more.”
“What if I make breakfast?”
“Nah, I don’t eat in the morning. You making coffee, though,sì?”