shameless || the weeknd

collateral

Abel let out a low groan as the young agent tried to fit more of him in her mouth without gagging. He chuckled a little at her persistence before watching her drop her hand from his length, her head speeding up. He let out an unexpected moan from the back of his throat as Sidra looked up at him, and she wanted nothing more than to make him do it again.

She sped up her neck movements around his dick faster and he grunted at the change of pace, his thrusting picking up its pace as well. His eyes soon fluttered shut as she sucked his dick like she's done it before.

His body doubled over suddenly, making his length touch the back of her throat uncomfortably. His eyes started to flutter close before he let out a long moan as he released his nut in her mouth, making her come off of him suddenly.

She swallowed quickly out of surprise, the strong consistency catching her off guard before coughing a little. She looked up only to feel him grabbing her head and trying to prolong his own orgasm.

He made a mess of her face and neck as he came, grunting a little at the lesser replacement of his hand before opening his eyes to look down at her. He licked his lips slowly as he surrendered to the strong orgasm the inexperienced girl gave him. A smile came to his lips as she looked up at him while covered in his release.

"Don't get too happy. I was already bout to nut when I was inside you." Abel started as soon as a smile came to her face as well.

She licked her lips, being careful not to get anything else messy in her room as she got off her bed to clean up. She stayed quiet as he let her bask in her overpowering him with just her mouth.

"I didn't say anything." She said back, wiping her face and neck off in front of her mirror. A smile was still plastered on her face as she shamelessly became satisfied with being able to make the superstar weak on her own terms.

"You were thinking it." He said, his tongue in his cheek as she walked back over to him to hand him a towel.

"You know what I'm thinking now?" She asked, biting her lip at her unexpected accomplishment.

"I should, by now." He mumbled, watching her watch him as he cleaned himself up. She rolled her eyes at his comment before finding her clothes again.

It was only one in the afternoon, but she immediately started to feel tired as her sexual high went down. Her body ached and her jaw started to tighten up a little, but she ignored the feeling as she watched him put on his clothes as well.

"What you doing this Friday?" He asked randomly and her brow arched at his abrupt timing.

"Work. Why?" She asked concisely. Her new sense of confidence made her ready to take on whatever scheme he was planning, and she was sure this open-ended invitation was apart of it.

"I want you to come with me to this party." He asked and her stomach turned into a knot as she processed his invitation.

" "This party"? That doesn't sound vague at all." She said sarcastically and he sucked his teeth at her.

"It's an album release party for an artist under my label." He explained and she nodded her head in understanding.

"Can't you bring someone else?" She asked, trying her best to downplay the intrigue of his invitation that required being on his arm at an important event.

"I could." He said simply, watching for her reaction. He was expecting her to deny him just like she did when he first asked her out. But the small smile that made its way to her face trumped his doubts.

"So you want to bring me? An FBI agent, on your arm, to a crowded space, with notable people?" Sidra asked skeptically, dumbing down the scenario for him so he could better understand where her skepticism was coming from.