*Continuation of last chapter.
Megan.
"What does this remind you of?" I mumbled into the air around us, not sure if he was asleep or not.
"I know, Megan." He said in his low, raspy tired voice that I wouldn't mind listening to again, so I kept the conversation going.
"We spent a lot of nights like this right?" I chuckled nervously. "When I would come cuddle with you after Alonzo-"
"Don't. Even." he gritted and I turned to face him.
His eyes were shut, his lips pressed together and his chest rose and fell slowly. I could smell the whitewater rush lotion on him that I had always loved and felt myself in another world of familiarity.
"Why don't you get comfortable. I know you don't sleep with jeans on at home." I uttered.
To my surprise his eyes fluttered opened and he stared at me. "Megan, what are you trying to do?" he chuckled.
"I just wanted you to be comfortable. I mean, we're comfortable around each other right?" I asked eyeing the tattooed sleeves that sat on his bulky arms.
He hesitantly came out of his jeans, and tank top and I discreetly snuggled closer. I could feel his breath on the front of my neck and I let my eyes travel down to the imprint in his boxer-briefs.
"If you want something, just ask." He said in that low sleepy voice I loved.
"What if I want you?" I said before my eyes widened and his fluttered opened. The smirk on his face didn't make me feel less embarrassed, so I bit my lip and mumbled a quick. "Sorry" and shut my eyes tightly.
I felt his finger on my chin, lifting my head up to look at him before he let the game changing words fall of his lips.
"Get what you want then." He demanded, placing my hand on his swelling penis. The feeling of it pulsating between my fingers was already making me wet, but I wasn't ready to feel him yet. I wanted to taste it first.
I quickly pulled down his underwear and my mouth watered as he popped out at me. Not wanting to risk this moment coming to an end, I quickly stuffed all of him into my mouth allowing him to harden even more inside.
"Fuck." He groaned and my nipples hardened and pussy throbbed instantly. Nobody would ever have a stronger connection with my body than he would, I was convinced.
I bobbled my head up and down at a fast pace before releasing it with a POP and licking the vein underneath.
"God..." He began before pausing to grip my hair. "Damn."
"Mmm." I moaned, allowing my voice to vibrate off his shaft before kissing, sucking and licking his balls one by one.
"Ahh shit!" he moaned. "You so nasty." he mumbled sitting up a bit on his knees. "Who you doing this nasty shit to?" He gritted holding onto my chin as he fucked my face.
"You know I'm only nasty for you, Trey" I managed to say with a mouth full of dick.
"You love this dick?" He grunted pushing himself deeper into my mouth.
I nodded my head up and down while swirling my tongue around his head and watching his eyes roll.
"Shit. Suck this dick like you miss it." he demanded. "Hands down, mouth opened."
I obeyed and stared up at him while he fucked my mouth.
"Open your throat up. Take all of it." he grunted and I leaned my head so that I'd feel him in the back. He was clearly in control, but I was still loving it.
