Page 50 of Mr. Delicious
“Jesus Christ, woman, you are too sexy for your own good.”
“As long as you think so.” I cooed. “I just think I should show my gratitude for this amazing trip.”
His face brightened when I slid to my knees and he ran his hand over my head.
“And in what way do you want to show this gratitude sweet Wren?”
I pressed my face to the hard bulge that was evident against his pants and ran my tongue over the fabric, making a show of pressing my tongue against his cock. His face when I did that was a mixture of pleasure and desperation.
“I haven’t done this for you yet.” Not properly. The last few nights had been more him on me and I didn’t really get to pleasure him the way I wanted to. “Ishoulddo it, for you.” I nodded.
AJ watched me. His expression fascinated to see what I was going to do next.
When I started undoing his belt buckle the look in his eyes turned hot and greedy. Greedy for me. I didn’t have to ask if it was how I felt for him. It was all there. there in his eyes, on his face, in the way he stroked my hair.
I wanted to savor him the way he did to me. Once the buckle loosened, I pulled his zipper down slow and teasing, then pulled down the pants and his boxers unleashing the magnitude of his cock.
I grabbed the base and ran my fingers up and down his shaft. A groan of pleasure rumbled in his chest and a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
“How do you want me to suck you?”
God, this wasn’t me. But this was a prime example of what this man did to me. I knew what he thought about me.Sweet Wren, that was what he called me. I was generally perceived as the sweet, dependable girl next door type. Not this woman who was making this truly gorgeous man look at her like this. This way, as if I was the woman of his dreams. He was with me tonight so I would be that for him.
“You suck my cock however you want baby.” Now he had that predatory smile and his bright eyes turned silver, almost looking otherworldly.
I stroked his hardness and smiled, actually aching to taste him.
He grew harder as I stroked him, filling my hand, straining towards me. I lowered my head and licked him, lingering on the tip of his cock.
“Delicious.” I cooed. “Mr. Delicious.”
“Fuck.” His mouth dropped.
