Light house

Part 17

Slowly, pulling his briefs down, she slipped under the
sheets, removing the thin material from around his ankles
and tossing them into the floor beside their bed. His shaft
stood erect in front of her face, pulsating with the heat of
blood being carried along his appendage. She let out a
warm breath, teasingly, over the tip.
Ethan wanted so badly to grab her face and press it down
into his crotch, but he refrained himself. He had never done
anything like that with her. He was usually gentle with
Julianne in all aspects of life. Even their arguments, though
heated, never became physical or physically threatening in
any way. He groaned in anticipation, hoping she would get
to it already.
Julianne slowly slid her wet lips over his crown, pressing
them smoothly down the length of his rigid erection. She
delighted in the way Ethan responded - raising his hips,
ever so slightly, while softly running his hand up her arm;
exhaling low breaths of gratification. She licked along the
underside of his erection, feeling it pulse as she reached the
tip, once again with her lips, before plunging back down to
repeat the process.