Page 13 of The Heart of a Capricorn
“Sss.” He hissed as I bobbed my head on his dick.
I alternated between licking and sucking. I hollowed my cheeks to apply more pressure every time I sucked.
“Let him hear you, baby.” I used his words on him.
“Come on, L,” he said through gritted teeth.
I let his dick tickle the back of my throat and gagged.
“Fuck.” He groaned.
I smirked when his moans got louder. The car was still rolling, and for all I knew, we could have been in California somewhere. None of that mattered. My only focus was tasting Chauncey on my tongue. I never wanted to suck a dick as badly as I wanted to suck his.
“I don’t think he heard you,” I teased, then gagged again.
Chauncey banged on the seat as his seeds coated my throat. Once I released him with a pop. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out so he could see that I swallowed it all.
“I got a trick for you.” He leaned forward and grabbed me around my waist.
I yelped when he placed me on his dick that had hardened again.
He helped me get into a comfortable position and smacked my ass.
“Since you like to play, ride this dick, and don’t stop until I tell you.” His hand slowly slid up the middle of my chest, then to my neck. He gave it a light squeeze.
I loved a good challenge, so that was what I did.
Time stood still while I rode Chauncey until I came two more times, and he came one more.
By the time we arrived at the hotel, I was too embarrassed to look at the driver. It was a good thing Chauncey helped me out of the car. My legs were weak, and my pussy was sore, but I felt great.
“Are you coming to my room?” I asked Chauncey as we walked to the elevator.
Since I was supposed to be living a little, I didn’t want the night to be over.
“You fucking right. I’m nowhere near done with you.” When the elevator door opened, he picked me up and pushed me against the wall.
As we rode up to my floor, we kissed like two kids under the bleachers. I leaked and moaned, anxious for him to be inside of me again.
Once we arrived on my floor, Chauncey carried me to my room. I fished the key card out of my bag and handed it to him.
Our clothes were shed the second the door closed. We ended up fucking by the door, on the couch, then at some point making it to the bedroom, where the session continued.
I wokeup the morning after Lyric’s and my date to an empty bed and a note on the pillow. Lyric had to go into the office for a bit, but she thanked me again for a good time. I needed to be thanking her for putting that good ass mouth and pussy on me.
After I got out of bed, I made sure I had everything and went to my room. Like I did every morning, I did fifty pushups andfifty sit-ups. When that was done, I showered and threw on some clothes to chill for the day.
I prayed that Lyric didn’t have any plans for the day because I wanted to do something for her. I was supposed to be relaxing, but I wanted to spend every waking moment with Lyric. I wanted to show her how serious I was about her.
Messing around with Lyric the night before, I worked up an appetite and was starving. I ordered room service, then relaxed on the couch in the hotel room while I set up the day’s activities. I knew Lyric liked to shop and needed something to do besides work, so I made a few calls and arranged for Lyric to get some stuff from her favorite stores. I had to do a little research because I wasn’t sure if she still liked the same thing, but luckily, her social media page told me all I needed to know.
By no means was I trying to buy her, but I wanted her to focus on keeping her money in her pocket and enjoying herself. It didn’t take long for me to figure out that she worked too much. I was just trying to lighten her load a little.
Lyric made her own money, and I knew she would never ask me for any, which made it easy for me to want to spend mine on her.
Just as I put the finishing touches on everything, my phone rang.
“Yo.”
