“I know.” My eyes rolled back when I reached the base of his c**k and buried my face against his groin, lapping at him in between breaths. He must have showered just before he came over because he smelled of spicy soap. I lifted his shaft and moved my head lower, pushing my nose against his heavy sac. I lapped my tongue over the loose skin, his soft hair tickling my lips. I knew what he wanted, but he just felt so good that I had to indulge myself for a few more minutes.
The longer I took savoring his balls, the more he relaxed. His hand slid to the side of my neck, caressing up and down, toying with a lock of hair, tracing the curve of my ear. When I glanced up at him through my lashes, I caught him watching me, a look of awe bright in his eyes. It vanished a moment later, as soon as he
