He rises from his office chair, and continues his eyes locked on her. He unbuttons the pinnacle two buttons of his dress shirt and then pulls it from his slacks.
"Oh shit," she whispered, and then cringed, hoping he didn't hear her curse.
She watch...
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I wake up on top of Faisal, and it brings forth a torrent of memories from the previous day. Sliding to the side, I rest my chin on my hand to better study him. He looks so relaxed. Much more at ease than I can recall him looking in a very long time. After what he told me last night, I know I was the cause of his tension when he was around me. As much as it broke my heart to hear that he had been pining for me as he thought he couldn't have me, it also filled me with joy.
Faisal wants to be mine. Not only that, but he wants me to be his in every way. I want that too. Part of me thinks he didn't want me to tell him how I felt last night because he was scared of what I might say. I don't want to let him think for one more second that I don't want everything he wants.
Lowering my gaze, I can see he is hard. I haven't gotten to play with his body much yet. I don't have the first clue what to do, but I know I want to show him I need him just as much as he needs me. Reaching for the sheet, I slowly pull it from his body. I run my hands down his firm stomach, loving the feel of his soft hair on my palms. Tentatively, I grab hold of his hard hot rod like cock and glide my hand up and down. It's really enormous in size and I've to hold it with my both hands.
"Jannat." He says my name in a shaky, rough voice that has me raising my eyes to meet his. He is so hard, but he seems to like what I'm doing. I give him a few more strokes with one hand and lightly touch it's pink tip with my fingers and I'm rewarded with a soft moan.
"You're going to have to squeeze that little hand tighter around my cock if you want to work Daddy's cum out." he says breathlessly.
