*These are going to get pretty smutty...starting with this one. Enjoy💕*
"Hey, can I do you a little favor?" I smile awkwardly but keep my voice even, not showing my nervous state.
He looks at me quizzically, "you mean..." he trails off glancing down at himself and back up at me, stepping a little closer than considered normal.
I nod, biting my lip hard, still trying not to show how nervous he's making me feel.
A small smirk creeps across his face, making him look oddly and wickedly hotter than before, "sorry, but..." his nose scrunches up a little, "you're not exactly that...pretty."
My blood heats and I know my face is the raging color of hell. I shove my hand in my pocket, gripping the huge wad of cash that I had brought and shove it against his chest. His hand slowly comes up for me to let it drop into his hand. Once it does, he counts it and a look of surprise flashes on his features. Then it instantly turns into determination and he grabs my hand, pulling me into the nearest bathroom.
He sits on the closed toilet, pushing down on my shoulders forcefully, to get me to my knees. I undo his jeans quickly and he lifts himself, leaning against the wall, so I can pull them down along with his boxers.
Once he is fully exposed, I wrap my hand around him and start pumping at a moderate pace and run my tongue over his tip. He sighs a little, but that's not enough. I stop and look at his semi hard co.ck, then I frown.
"What is it?" He asks, sounding annoyed that I had stopped.
"Oh nothing," I tilt my head to the side a little, smirking," I thought it'd be bigger."
Then I feel his hand on the back of my head as his di.ck fills my whole mouth. I chuckle a little and he whimpers at the vibration. I start pumping again and bob my head slow, letting my tongue slide up and down his shaft.
He lets out sighs again and I start to get a little frustrated by this, so I instantly increase the pumping and bob my head faster. His breath hitches and he whimpers loudly, stirring up my insides. I look up to see his face and his head is tilted back an he is panting, but he is still looking me strait in the eyes.
I press my tongue against him harder and tighten the grip of my hand, still going at the same speed. A loud moan croaks out of his throat as he lifts his hips, asking for more. So I go faster and let his di.ck slide to the back of my throat and then back out. I watch as his darkened eyes beg me to keep going, but I like the shade of red covering his sexy features.
"P-please." he stutters out, swallowing a little while he squirms.
I slowly lean back down, still looking him in the eyes, and slide my tongue over his slit. Then I engulf his tip, swirling my tongue around it. He lets out a relieving sigh so I continue with what I was doing before. I go further down and start pumping and moving my head as fast as I can. He moans extremely loud and thrusts his hips upward. His moans send shivers through me so I stop pumping and start letting his full length in, his tip touching the back of my throat.
"F-f-uck!" he moans, making me melt more than he is right now.
I keep going as he moans out loud, cussing between each breath. Then when his dick has touched the back of my throat again, I push my tongue against him hard and I start to taste his salty liquid.
"S-sh'it, I-I'm going t-to come!" he moans, squirming and bucking his hips, one hand is still on the back of my head wile the other is pushed against the wall.
As I still bob my head and start pumping him again, I taste his cum on my tongue. I swallow every last bit of his salty liquid and pull away, licking my lips a little. I lick his tip one more time and help him dress.
Once he's finished we stand up and start to walk towards the door, but he grabs my hand to stop me.
"Is something wrong?" I ask confused; however, I am expecting an apology from him for saying I wasn't pretty. but what I wasn't expecting was for him to give me my money back.
"I can't take this." he sighs and smiles at me a little.
"Why not?" I say, really confused now.
"Because I lied. You actually are pretty." He shrugs as if I should've already known that and I didn't need him to tell me.
"Uh...thank you." my face heats up and I become nervous. Considering what I just did to him, I shouldn't be getting flustered because he called me pretty.
"I never got your name." He says, standing against the door to block me from leaving.
And I smile, because obviously this wasn't going to be the last time we saw each other.
