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over me.
    “Let’s take this to the
bedroom,” he muttered. He stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. He
knotted it around his waist, his wet footprints leading out into his bedroom.
    I followed, a warmth
growing between my legs. If I hadn’t just been soaking in water, I could have
guaranteed I’d be soaking wet anyway.
    Back in the bedroom, the
sun’s setting rays turned the room orange. The sounds of the night were
beginning to echo outside the open balcony door. It was still refreshingly warm
outside.
    He turned on the lamp,
and patted the bed beside him. His towel was loose, and I could almost taste
his cock in my mouth. That sultry power I would have over him, however
fleeting, would be amazing.
    “Get over here and get on
your knees.”
    I did as he commanded,
moving closer and kneeling down. He opened his towel, his cock engorged and
needy.
    I scooted closer to him,
his knees parted for me. “Let’s get rid of this thing,” he said, tugging at my
towel and making it fall in a heap.
    My skin was still moist
from the shower, and my wet hair dampened my back. He held his hand against my
cheek, “Look at me, Cay.”
    It was hard to focus on
his eyes, I just wanted to hear him moan again.
    I wrapped my fingers
around his cock, taking pleasure in his twitch and groan. He leaned back on his
elbows, watching me work my magic.
    “Your mouth, Caitlin. I
wanna see your mouth full of my dick, and you can’t use your hands.”
    I nodded, and let go. I
leaned closer, and parted my lips, guiding his shaft into me with my tongue.
    He twitched again,
moaning loud. Yes, that’s it, moan for me.
    I twisted my tongue
around his shaft, wetting it more than it already was. A drop of pre-cum oozed
out the tip, and I gulped it down along with my saliva.
    He shuddered, “Faster.”
    I reached back and
gathered my hair up into a taut pony-tail, and held it away from my mouth. I
pushed down onto him, taking him as deep as I could go before my eyes watered.
    His member twitched
inside me, slamming against the roof of my mouth. I steadied it with my lips,
holding him tight.
    Then I sucked, sucked
like I was trying to drain him dry. If I sucked hard enough, I could coax out
his seed, drain him and swallow it. Leave him begging for more.
    He didn’t give me a
chance though, and after a moment of sucking him down, he pushed me away. “I’ll
be the one to decide when this little game is over,” he said. He ordered me to
climb up on the bed.
    I smiled, and he grabbed
me by the hips, and picked me up. He threw me against the mattress, making me
bounce slightly.
    Before I could regain my
bearings, he was upon me. His left hand held me down against the sheets, while
he cupped and fondled my breast.
    I squirmed under his
touch, my skin electrified with energy. I breathed hard, his tongue piercing
me. “More, more.”
    He pushed down from my
breast.
    His hand moved between my
legs, and he kissed me there. I closed my eyes, and let myself dissolve into
him. I gasped, grabbing the sheets in two fistfuls. I pulled against them,
threatening to undo the entire bed.
    He drank me up, greedily
and with a sense of thirst. I wrapped my legs around his head and held him into
me, and he choked for a moment, before I let go.
    After he caught his
breath, he whispered to me. “You surprise me, Cay.”
    “It’s been longer than
you think,” I said. I grasped his hair, tugging on his scalp, wishing I could
control him. That I could feel like I was controlling something. He ignored me,
moving down the line of my body. I let out a gasp when he grabbed my legs and
spread them. That vulnerability was face-reddening.
    His breath felt hot on my
lips, and I could barely anticipate him moving in closer. He let out a deep
sigh, before he dipped down and ran his tongue against my clit again. I
squirmed against his mouth, which seemed to only incense him more.
    He squeezed my thighs and
held me down against the sheets, his tongue caressing me in ways I