Info - obsessed reader, praise kink, hand job, oral (male receiving), covering in cum
He was panting and gasping, but I didn't want it to be over. My hand crept down to his cock and I jerked it. He bucked wildly.
"You're insatiable," he moaned.
"You're the best sex I ever had," I said and kissed his shoulder.
"R-Really?" He asked.
"Absolutely, I cannot get enough," I told him.
"Does that mean you want another round?"
"Oh Timothée, that question is redundant. I always want more from you," I sighed and sucked his earlobe.
"Oh fuck," he whined.
"Come on baby, come with me," I said and got up. I led him to our life sized mirror. I sat down and ushered him into my lap.
"What is this?" He asked.
"You've got a praise kink," I whispered in his ear.
"I-I do?" He asked.
"Yes darling, you love it when I tell you how amazing you are," I cooed in his ear. He shuddered. I gripped his cock. I began to stroke him while I kissed his neck and praised him.
"You're so gorgeous," I said into his neck.
"Please," he whined and arched.
"Such a good boy cumming so often for me," I purred.
"I-I love it. I love cumming inside you," he whimpered.
"You're the sexiest man alive. You drive me wild," I said and nipped at his skin.
"P-please!" He repeated.
"No darling don't you want the suspense of the work? Don't you want me to use your cock as a toy?" I ask.
"Use me any way you fucking want!" He gasped.
"Why do you want it all the time?" He asked.
"Oh because you're so big, so attractive, so enchanting," I praised.
"Oh fuck y/n," he whined.
I had to do it. I had to change it up. I slipped out from under him. I went to his front and sucked down his cock.
"Oh baby!" He gasped.
I didn't care about anything but his dick. I sucked it down. I took all that length into my throat. I did the best I could gagging and suckling.
"You're so good. You're the best I've ever had too," he moaned as his hips jutted. I didn't mind if he fucked my face.
I sucked as best I could. Up and down. I slobbered and adored. I sucked his cock like I was downing the best popsicle I'd ever had.
"You're so perfect," he moaned. His legs flailed. He was so blissed out.
"I wanna cum," he said.
"Too soon," I said when saliva connected his head and my lips. I didn't address it. I worked up and down him. I slobbered. I drooled. I would do anything he said.
"I'm gonna cum!" He nearly screamed. I knew it was early and honestly I felt prideful for that.
"Yeah? You can't help it can you?" I cooed. He shook his head. He bit his bottom lip. It was clear he was trying to hold back.
"You can do it baby, you can cum," I purred.
"Oh fuck!" He exclaimed. Cum was shooting from his cock. Ropes shot up and splattered down on us. He was moaning desperately, his hips moving, fucking my hand.
"Good boy, such a good boy cumming again. So much cum. So good baby," I praised him.he was panting, having shot six ropes.
"Y-You've got cum all over you," he stuttered.
"Just the way I like it," I said satisfactorily.
