Good God, just thinking about the way he will stretch me has me quivering.
Fuck.
"Take me in your mouth, Angel."
Say no more.
Adjusting myself on his bed, I lower on my knees, keeping them spread wide. A giddy thrill sails through my veins, desperate to please him, and I lick my lips, more than ready to see how he tastes.
He steps up to the edge, right in front of me, and that giddy excitement quickly morphs into nerves. What if l can't fuck him the way he likes? What if I'm not enough for him?
"Open wide," he orders, reaching around me and knotting his hand into my hair, gripping hard, and taking complete control of my movements.
My heart races erratically in my ears. His thick cock is right there in all its glory, fucking gorgeous and waiting for me to do as he's asked. All I have to do is open wide and he'll be pushing inside, fucking my mouth. But I hesitate, not knowing where he draws the line.
"Can I touch you?" I ask, not wanting to fuck this up.
