Between the Sheets

“I’m cold.”

If there’s one thing you should know about me, it is that I’m always cold. I sleep with about three blankets during the winter, and often wearing a sweatshirt. I much prefer the summer months when I can lounge around in next to nothing instead of bundling up in multiple itchy layers. My skin screens for sunlight.

He pulled me closer in response, running my arms and wrapping himself around me. I love fucking…but I love snuggling as well. Being pulled again him, his breaths tired and deep, was making me shiver…and not from the cold.

I kissed his lips softly and he opened his eyes, looking into mine. I’m a romantic girl and his stare made me melt. I felt myself start to grow wet as his legs rubbed mine and he kissed me deeply. His fingers ran through my hair, pulling my lips closer to his own.

Pulling away, he looked deeply into my eyes again, his fingers still entwining in my curls. Slowly, he began to push. I knew what he wanted, and I began to salivate.

Why? Because, simply put, I love his cock. I love pleasing him, so I allowed him to push my head under the covers as he peeled off his boxers with his free hand.

My gasp caught in my throat as he forced his cock into my mouth, using his grasp my my hair to push my head down until I was taking it in completely. My eyes began to water as I sucked, suppressing the urge to gag. I rubbed the head of his penis against the back of my throat and he moaned with pleasure

I began to bob my head, wiggling my wet tongue up and down the shaft and allowed him to direct me with firm hands on my head. He moaned again as I moved to his balls, gently, carefully sucking and licking. He grabbed my ass, spanking and groping, which made my pussy even wetter. Tonight, he was having his fun with me…and nothing makes me hotter. I was his sex toy, his goddess, his whore.

He began thrusting hard into my cheek and I knew he was close. I left my mouth off of his cock and looked into his eyes.

“Cum for me. I can’t wait - I want to taste you nooooow,” I whispered before plunged onto his throbbing cock, taking him in all the way and sucking hard. He grunted and I felt him shoot into my mouth again and again.

I continued to suck as I felt his body relax. Slowly, I pulled him out of my mouth and licked the remaining come from the tip of his penis. He pulled me up to him and kissed me, tasting himself of my lips.

Blow jobs can be so very romantic. There are few thing I love more. *heart flutters*

Edit from Aurora: I’ve moved! Cum visit me at Between My Sheets!