Page 22 of The Scorpio Skyy
Slowly, her tongue moved over my rigidness. Her breath was warm when she popped me out of her mouth and blew softly on the opening. Pre-cum oozed out, and she swiped it up with her tongue—opening her mouth wide to show it to me, before humming softly. Then, she slid me into her throat, letting me feel her tonsils, while she gagged but didn’t stop for a long moment.
“Uuhmm. You taste so good, Big.” She finally released me, but not for long. Soon enough, the head of my dick disappeared again. I fought with myself to keep from grabbing her hair.
“Oh yeah?” I questioned through gritted teeth. “What it taste like, Baby?”
“Heaven. Something I want in my mouth all the time.” She licked my shaft from the tip to the base. “And you smell so damn good. Manly. Like big muscles and good dick.”
She nuzzled her face in my balls, and I was not expecting that. Jealousy gripped my chest for a second. Who the fuck taught her how to be so good at dick worship? Was there some other nig—. She interrupted my thought when her moist mouth enveloped my entire dick.
“Shit!” slipped from my mouth before I could catch it. She was making me lose control.
Her small hands were on my shaft, working it, while she paid attention to the head and occasionally swallowed me whole. She wasn’t talking, but I could feel the reverence for me through the way she was taking her time with my dick. She wasn’t rushing or treating the act like something she couldn’t wait to get through. She was licking and sucking like she had all the time in the world. She hummed on my dick like it literally was the best tasting thing she’d ever had in her mouth.
However much I loved her before she kneeled in front of me, that shit had just multiplied by a thousand. This was my baby. My home. My fantasy girl, and she was giving me head like I was the king of her world.
“The way I love you, Baby . . . I’m not sure if you’ll ever even understand,” I told her.
Her watery eyes met mine. Even as the messy bun on top of her head unraveled, saliva trickled down her chin, and the girth of my dick stretched her swollen lips to their limits, she was beautiful. My normally put-together Skyy looked so disheveled and so fucking radiant.
She had been at it for a while, so I knew fatigue had to be setting in, and her jaws had to be killing her. I eased myself from her mouth while pulling her to her feet.
“Baby.” I kissed her lips, as I simultaneously dug my fingers into her hair. “Baby, you did so fucking good.” I held her close to me. “I love you, Skyy. You mean the fucking world to me.” I kissed her lips. “You’re my love of the lifetime.”
“Same,” she whispered.
I walked her to the bed and helped her climb onto it. “Lay here. I’ll be right back.”
I made my way to the kitchen, my still hard dick bobbing as I walked. I would take care of him, but first I needed to take care of her. I grabbed what I needed from the freezer, then stopped by the silverware drawer. I took the stairs back up to the bedroom two at a time. Next, it was into the bathroom for a fresh washcloth, doused with cold water.
I slid into bed next to her and gathered her in my arms. Gently, I dabbed at her mouth area, patting the cool towel to her lips. “You were an overachiever today, my love. I don’t need you to go that hard on your first time. I don’t want you to burn yourself out. Don’t concentrate on making sure I’m feeling pleasure. If you’re enjoying the scene, trust me, I’m enjoying it, too.”
“I liked it,” she confided, her eyes piercing mine. “It was like making love to you with my mouth.”
“It damn sure was.” I agreed with a small smile. “How’s your throat? You took me deep, Baby. We gotta get you some throat-numbing spray.”
“It kinda hurts. That was my first time doing that. I thought I was gonna choke.”
I kissed her lips. “I would never let you choke, Baby. Gag? Yeah. Choke? Nah. This ain’t that.” I reached over to the nightstand, where I had set the bowl. I grabbed it. “Sit up.”
She adjusted herself on the pillows.
“Open.” I held the spoonful of mango gelato to her mouth.
She told me it was her favorite flavor, and I knew the cool gelato would soothe both her jaws and her throat.
She pulled the gelato from the spoon into her mouth. “Uhm, so good,” she told me.
I fed her another spoonful.
Her eyes were soft with appreciation when they met mine. “You’re babying me.”
I shrugged. “You’re my baby. And you were such a good girl when you were sucking my dick. I felt the love, Home. I felt the homage. You mastered dick worship on your first try, lil mama.”
Her eyes widened. “Does that mean I have to move on to something new?”
“Not if you don’t want to.” I caressed her cheek with one finger. “You like dick worship, Baby?”
“I love dick worship.”
