"I think your dad likes me," Charles proudly states as the two of you step into your apartment. It has been a long evening, he met your parents for the first time ever. His crazy schedule made it hard to find a date that was good for everyone, but after three months of dating he finally got to meet the two most important people in your life.
"He kinda does, but that's because you like hockey and he has someone to talk to about it," you chuckle stroking his bicep kindly. You don't want to take his victory away and to be honest, he did an amazing job tonight. He charmed the shit out of your parents, making them love him so much your mom already told him to free a day as soon as possible to visit them again.
"Nah, I think he is a fan of mine," he smirks throwing his jacket to the hanger and walking into the kitchen.
"Thanks for being so amazing tonight anyway," you say kissing his back as he grabs a glass and pours some water for himself. You snake your arms around his waist, hugging him to you tightly as a way of thank you. The glass lands in the sink and turning around he cups your face in his hands.
"You deserve nothing less, babe. And your parents are cool so it wasn't hard to get along with them."
Leaning down he plasters some soft kisses on your lips that soon turn into a passionate kiss. His hands are holding your head in place as you push yourself up to your tiptoes, trying to reduce the height difference. Your hands travel from his back to his stomach and then up to his chest, grabbing a handful of his shirt.
In the past two weeks you've been thinking about one particular thing about Charles. The thought of you kneeling in front of him and making him cum with your mouth and hand has been chasing you lately. Sex has been great, he is absolutely the best in bed, but you've been just aching for a different kind of satisfaction. You've been wondering if he even wants it, because unlike every other men, he never really hinted if you'd want to do it. Now you feel your desire burning between your legs and it's all you can think about. Maybe it's time to find out if he is in on it or not.
Abruptly ending the kiss you grab his hand and pull him to the couch in the living room. You push him down and get on his lap returning to his lips while his hands find your butt and give it a squeeze, making you moan into his mouth.
"Love hearing your moan," he whispers as his lips hungrily kiss your jawline.
"Wanna know what I would love to do?" you ask, looking into his hazel eyes seductively. He is burning to know the answer as you push your hair back from your face and taking your shirt off you just throw it to the side while slowly sliding lower and lower, until you are on the ground. His eyes never leave yours, keeping up the most intense eye-contact you've ever had, meanwhile you stroke his thighs up and down a few times before reaching for his belt.
He has some childish innocence in his gaze most of the time, but it's nowhere to be found, instead his eyes seem dark and lustful as he watches you undo his belt and unbutton his pants. You take your time, to tease him and to also give him time to decide if he likes it or not. His Calvin Klein boxers are getting tighter by the minute and a soft gasp escapes his slightly swollen lips once your hand touches his erection through the fabric. When it becomes clear he doesn't mind it you throw everything you have in. With a determined wiggle you pull his pants off, his underwear following immediately, letting his erected dick spring free.
You've been fantasizing about it for so long your mouth waters at the majestic sight of your boyfriend from this angle, his lustful eyes are eating you up alive, you just can't get enough of it.
You push his knees apart a bit more to give you enough space before wrapping a hand around his dick.
"Fuck," he growls shakily when you start moving your hand in a slow pace. His eyes close for a few seconds when your thumb gently plays with the tip, spreading some of his precum around it.
Your whole body is aching to finally taste him, you just want to see him whimper under your touch and moan your name while having him inside you in a way he hasn't been yet. You lick your lips leaning closer, getting ready to start the real business when he grabs your wrist and your eyes shift up to meet his gaze.
"You sure? You don't have to if you don't want it," he tells you, his voice is not as confident as always, you can tell he is battling himself and does not want you to stop. Luckily you have no intention in stopping.
"I'm pretty sure I want to suck your dick," you bluntly say with a smirk before taking the head between your lips.
A deep, guttural moan leaves his lips as his head falls back. You press your tongue against it, letting your saliva wet his skin before letting go of it with a popping voice and licking his whole length up.
"Oh shit," he whimpers as you wrap your hand around the base and start moving it up and down while you take him into your mouth once again, this time taking him deeper.
You start bobbing your head up and down, careful not to hurt him with your teeth while your hand is working on the base where your lips can't reach. His hips sometimes move a little, meeting your movements. You look up at him, your eyes lock and the view is making you so wet you can barely hold yourself back from jumping his bones right there. But you have to finish what you started and you want to see him cum into your mouth so you are not stopping.
You listen to his body telling you he is getting closer so you pick your pace up, trying to take him in as deep as possible. Your free hand is gently playing with his balls, earning some satisfied moans from him. Your eyes meet from time to time and you try to memorize how sexy he looks from down there, enjoying your touch so much.
"Babe, I'm gonna cum," he trembles drunkenly and you try to suck him even harder. "Oh fuck!"
His dick starts jerking in your hand and a few more bobs later he comes right into your mouth. His loud moan is the most arousing thing you've heard and you don't think twice before swallowing his hot cum. You release him with another popping sound sitting back to your ankles satisfied with yourself.
"So... did you like it?" you innocently ask smiling up at him. He has to take a few deep breaths before he is able to lift his head and look you in the eyes.
"Did I like it? Babe, that was... incredible!" He reaches for your face and pulling you up he kisses you hard on the lips. You are bursting out in joy knowing you could give him this and it finally made your fiction come real as well.
"Good," you grin at him. "I love you."
"I love you too, baby. So much," he exhales roughly kissing you one more time before reaching for his underwear and pants pulling them back up.
"Next time it's your turn, deal?" he tiredly smiles at you as the two of you finally leave the couch and head into the bedroom.
"Deal," you nod grinning.
