David shrugged his shoulder and leaned forward to give her a brief kiss on the lips.
“I’m not going to apologize.Unless you want me to kiss and make it all better…” He quickly glanced down toward her pussy, and she gave his chest a little smack.
“Like you did last night?I don’t think I can come again.My clit is on strike.”
He snorted with laughter at the unexpected statement.About to pull away, he was surprised when she pushed with the hand on his chest, rolling him onto his back.Amused, he let her have her way, wanting to see what she was going to do.
The hand on his chest slid down to his dick, wrapping around it.The long fall of her hair brushed against his body as she shifted her position, her upper body moving toward his lower.
“What are you doing?”he asked curiously.Cassidy peeked at him over her shoulder.
“Well, just because my clit is on strike doesn’t mean your dick has to suffer,” she responded teasingly before bending down to take his cock between her lips.
David groaned, his hips jolting upward at the wet heat that suddenly surrounded him.Fuck, that felt good.Sliding his hands over her, he plunged his fingers into her hair, pulling it back away from her face so he could watch as she slid her mouth down the length of his cock and bobbed back up again.
There was no way he was going to argue with a surprise morning blow job.
Wrapping her long hair around his fist, he let her take the lead.She held his cock in one hand and his balls in her other, gently tugging and rolling them between her fingers, adding to the pleasurable stimulation.
“Fuck, sweetheart…” He groaned with pleasure.“Your mouth is killing me.”
She slid her lips up and down his shaft, her tongue teasing the head every time she drew back.It felt fucking phenomenal.
Then his phone rang.
Cassidy paused.
David tightened the fist in her hair, using it to leverage her mouth back down his cock as he reached for his phone with his free hand.
“No one told you to stop,” he growled, picking up the phone.
An unholy light sparked in her eyes.Damn.He might regret this.But probably not.
The caller ID said it was Lincoln calling.Swiping to answer, David put the phone next to his ear as Cassidy increased the suction on his cock.
“Morning.”
“Good morning.”Lincoln’s voice was serious but not overly concerned, which held David to relax a little.Well, as much as he could be with Cassidy now doing her best to distract him from the call.She was doing a damn good job, too.“I’ve got some updates I wanted you to know about right away.”
Tension immediately knotted again.
Cassidy’s tongue flicked over the head of his dick, and he felt his jaw tighten.
“What’s up?”
“First, the team looking through Cassidy’s things didn’t initially find anything, but when Jaxon decided to use a scanner, they discovered that some of her shoes had trackers in them.Jensen is going to bring over the ones that didn’t and her clothes since all of those checked out.The good news is that she didn’t wear shoes when she went to your house yesterday, so if that’s how he’s been following her, he’ll hopefully have no idea where she is now.”
“Fuck.”David said it as much for Lincoln’s words as for the fact that Cassidy had just released his cock from her hand and decided to take him all the way down her throat.His mind fuzzed for a moment.
This was not the conversation to be having while she gave him head, yet he couldn’t bring himself to have her stop.
“Pretty much,” Lincoln agreed.“But, like I said, now that we know, we can cut off his access.”
“What’s the second thing?”David tightened his grip on Cassidy’s hair again, pulling her up so her lips were no longer touching the root of his cock.He only managed to pull her off for a moment before she plunged right back down again.
Fine, fuck it.Let her do what she wanted.
“That’s a little more confusing,” Lincoln said, sounding mystified.“Mason just called me.He received a delivery of black roses this morning.”