Page 31 of Loud Hot Roomie
As soon as Rhett leaves, I pounce on Derek who’s washing dishes in the kitchen. He grunts when I pull him away from the sink and tear off his shirt.
“What are you doing?” he asks, voice husky with need.
“It’s been torture being polite and not touching you. He’s gone and I need this.”
His breath catches when I kneel down in front of him. At first, I think he might argue or stall when I grab the waistband of his sweatpants, but he remains quiet, chest heaving. With eyes latched onto his, I begin pulling his sweats down. I’m not at all shocked to find his cock, hard and already leaking pre-cum.
“You’re always hard for me,” I purr, smirking at him. “And fuck, Derek, your cock is so damn thick.”
I’m already contemplating how much this thing is going to hurt going in.
“Is it too big?” he asks, eyes suddenly filled with panic.
I take it in my hand and squeeze it. Then, I tease his crown with my tongue. “I have a big mouth, so we’re good.”
His gaze darkens. “Okay. Do that again.”
Fingers spear into my hair and he grips the strands so tight my eyes water. I love how frayed and at the edge of control he is. It’s as though he’ll snap soon. I want to make it happen.
I do more than just lick the tip of his cock. I start sucking and running my tongue all over every velvety inch. Each time I move it someplace new, he makes choked sounds of pleasure. I’ve barely gotten started and I’m already rocking his world.
“We, uh, haven’t talked about, you know,” he says, voice shaking.
I pop off his cock and grin. “Nope. Don’t know. Elaborate.”
He groans in frustration. “Who’s fucking who. I’m new at this shit.”
My lips slide over his length and I take him deep in my throat. Teeth graze along his sensitive flesh but based on the blissful moans coming from him, I’d say he’s into it. I start bobbing on his shaft, encouraging him to fuck my relaxed throat.
And then it happens.
He curses and then a second later, cum bursts from him, shooting straight down my esophagus. Damn, I’m good. That has to be a new record. I swallow his cock, hoping to heighten the pleasure for him. The man chants my name like a prayer, over and over and over again. Once he’s spent and trembling, I slide off his dick and climb to my feet. He wastes no time kissing my mouth, tasting his leftovers on my tongue.
“You good?” I say between kisses.
“So fucking good.”
“Thirty seconds,” I tease. “Or was it twenty-eight?”
He hugs me to him. “Embarrassing. I’m sorry.”
“Embarrassing? I thought it was hot I could get you so excited so fast.”
“Really?”
“Hell yeah.”
His body relaxes. “I seriously hope no one walks by our window. My ass is on full display.”
“Lucky them. Your ass is glorious.”
“You haven’t seen it naked.”
I pull away and then sidestep around him so I can look at his beautiful butt. It’s everything I hoped for and more. Muscular, round, smooth. Totally bitable. I give it a playful smack that has him growling.
“I knew it,” I say with a laugh. “Glorious. Now pull your pants up. I don’t want the neighbors to see what’s mine.”
Once he’s dressed again, he tugs me to him, kissing me so deeply my toes curl. We eventually pull apart, but from the burning glimmer in his eyes, I know it won’t be for long.
