[ Music: Pleasure by LUSTFVL ]
There's something powerful about kneeling in front of Giovanni and pleasuring him with my mouth. I've gotten so good at it, if I do say so myself, what with the way he moans every time I do something with my mouth and hands. It drives him crazy, he gasps. And that spurs me on. I go deeper and suck, hollowing my cheeks even further. A string of expletives flies out of his mouth. He's as hard as steel. I feel that he's close, and with that, I let him go with a pop.
"Damn it. What a tease." A dark chuckle leaves his lips. "You are so good at that, now."
"I learn from the best," I quip, lazily brushing my hands up and down his thighs. He, too, has been enjoying pulling me to the edge and then stopping. The little torture amps up both our pleasures. It's both frustrating and addictive.
