"And is it better now?"
I lifted my sheet to look down at my dick that had started to tent my boxer briefs. "Well, talking about it brings back the memory, which makes my dick hopeful."
"Is there a reason you didn't want to take care of it in my office?"
Oh, shit. Did she think I didn't want to have sex with her?
"As I said, that wasn’t why I stopped by. I just thought it might help relax you. Plus, I like going down on you."
I heard the slight hitch in her breath at my words. My dick swelled even more.
"I get as much pleasure turning you on and making you come as having an orgasm myself,” I explained.
"Did you ever consider that I might like doing the same to you?"
No. No, I hadn’t. "It sounds like I need to apologize for denying you the opportunity to service me."
"You absolutely do."
I lay still for a moment as I processed her words. The woman who was so resistant and guarded was telling me that I should have fucked her. Except I really think she was talking about sucking my dick. By now, my dick was at full staff and extremely uncomfortable in my boxer briefs.
Of course, sexual words didn't mean she was growing to like me, but I told myself I would be patient and take what she was willing to give me.
"You've done it now. My dick is at full mast and wondering where the hell you are." The minute the words left my mouth, I was afraid I'd gone too far.
That worry grew as the silence on the other end of the phone drew out.
I was just about to apologize when she said, "I could be there in twenty minutes."
I nearly swallowed my tongue. "I'll be here."
She ended the call, leaving me lying in bed wondering what the hell just happened. Her words fogged my brain. I shook it to gain clarity. Holy fuck. She was coming here to have sex.
I got out of bed, straightening the covers, and then was stuck on what to do. Should I have some wine waiting? Did I just take her to bed?
You do you, Sam.Right. What would I do? I shucked my boxers off, planning to meet her at the door, showing her exactly what she had done to me.
It seemed like a hell of a lot longer than twenty minutes, but the time didn't deflate my dick. The truth was, as each minute passed, the anticipation grew, and so did my dick until it was painfully hard.
Finally, her knock came on the door. I checked through the peephole first to make sure it was her. I flung the door open, standing in all my naked glory.
She looked down, raising a brow. "Oh, my."
I reached out and pulled her inside, intending to kiss her. But once my door shut, she immediately sank to her knees and wrapped her lips around my dick.
Pleasure shot through me, making my knees weak. I staggered back, hitting the back of the door. My fingers threaded through her hair as she sucked my dick until I couldn't even see straight.
"Jesus fuck, Kate." I was already primed and ready to shoot my load before she arrived, so it wasn't long before my orgasm rocketed through me. My hips bucked forward as I emptied into her hot mouth. She continued to suck and slurp and swallow until my legs were a quivering mess. I wasn't sure how I was still standing.
When she finished, she stood, giving me a smug smile as she wiped my cum from her lips. I placed my hand on the back of her neck and pulled her to me, kissing her hard, tasting myself in her mouth.
As I kissed her, it occurred to me that she had come and done what she intended to do. That meant she'd probably leave. I couldn't let that happen. Not yet.
My strength returned, so I scooped her up into my arms and made my way with her to my bedroom.
"What are you doing?" Luckily, she said it with humor in her voice.
"One good turn deserves another."