pressing into my thigh. Leaning my head back, I moan his name.
Jack turns me toward him, and says, "Kneel." His bedroom voice is deep and rich. It sends lusty tendrils through my body. I fall to my knees, which puts his waist directly in front of me. Desire coils within me, tightening in my lower body. I stare at the boxers, wishing they weren't there. Jack steps away and when he returns, the shorts are gone. Jack's naked body lingers less than an inch from my face, and his beautiful, long hard shaft is even closer. I lick my lips, waiting for him to tell me what he wants. Breathing hard, I reach for him, but Jack doesn't let me. "No, Abby. Let me."
I glance up at him and take a deep breath. I want to feel his hot, soft skin on my lips. I want to taste his come. As I think about it, the place between my legs gets damp. Shifting my weight, I move my knees apart. Jack watches me before rubbing himself across my cheek. The skin is so smooth and Jack is so hard. I suck in a jagged breath, trying to be still. I repress every urge to turn my face and take him in my mouth. Jack repeats the movement on the other side of my face. As he moves the tip of his long, hard length across my cheek, I feel like I'm going to lose it. The place between my legs is throbbing gently and filling with damp heat. That one movement is such a tease, such a turn-on. I breathe hard and look up at Jack. He repeats the motion and I can barely stand it.
Every inch of me is filled with desire. I want him. I need to taste him. I plead, "Jack, please."
"Please, what?"
"Please let me suck you, let me taste you in my mouth. Please." I feel no shame in telling him what I want. Jack brushes the tip of his length over my lips and I tremble, wanting him so badly. My eyes are fixated on him, my mouth watering, thinking about how I'll kiss him when he lets me. Every touch he gives me makes me that much more aroused. I shift my knees again, trying to get closer to him.
Without saying anything, Jack tangles his fingers in my hair. "I love it when you do this," he breathes. Excitement courses through me. A rush of pleasure will be mine any moment. I watch as Jack moves his beautiful dick to my lips and pushes into my mouth.
He's so firm and hot. Pleasure fills me, pulsing gently between my legs. His length fills my mouth and I begin to suck. My tongue slides along him, wanting more of him in my mouth. My hands grip his butt and I try to coax more of him in, but Jack holds back. He taunts me, pushing half-way in and then pulling out. I suck and lick, wanting more, wanting him. My body throbs and my nipples ache for his touch. I'd feel so much better if I could swallow him. I wonder if I can. He's so long, so thick. My fingers find his shaft and I guide him in deeper. Jack watches me as I do it, his mouth open in a little O, watching his dick slide in and out of my mouth. He shudders when he pulls out this time and I know he's close to coming.
When he pulls away, I breathe, "Come for me, Jack. I want to taste you." He shakes his head, like he has no intention of doing it, but I don't give him the choice. I suck harder and draw him back into my mouth. My hands grip his ass and I thrust his hips toward me. His shaft hits the back of my throat and I inhale, taking him entirely into my mouth. My tongue strokes him as I suck. When he's about to lose it, I do it again.
Jack moans. His fingers tangle in my hair, clutching my head. I guide him in and out, sucking and licking him as I take him all in. My face presses against the soft skin at the base of his shaft and I kiss it. Jack's composure cracks. He rocks his hips, pulling and thrusting into my mouth. My breasts shake as he does it, tugging the nipple chain. I moan, and find I'm frantically clutching his ass, begging for