The Banker (Banker 1)

He rose to his full height then pulled his t-shirt over his head. Like last time, he was nothing but man, nothing but pure sex. His strong pecs led to the valley of rivers and grooves in his abdomen. Near his hips were two thick veins that led up from the top of his jeans. He was in perfect physical shape, with the strength to kill a man with his bare knuckles.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him. My panties felt wetter by the second, and any uncertainty I had about what I was doing was gone. My thighs ached to open, and my pussy screamed to feel every inch of him inside me. This started off as a task, but now it was the only thing in the world I wanted to do.

He undid his belt then took care of his jeans, pushing them down along with his boxers.

I stared at his long dick, my eyes focused and wide. Dicks were nothing special, nothing to get particularly aroused by, but damn, it was the most beautiful dick I’d ever seen. He wasn’t just long, but also thick. His crown was prominent, and even his balls were beautiful. Perfectly manicured for a fuck or a suck, it was the kind of dick I would be happy to choke on. “Jesus Christ…” I couldn’t take my eyes off the monster cock that stood so erect and proud. My tongue ached to feel the vein along the shaft, and my belly yearned for a taste of him. Sucking dick wasn’t one of my fetishes, but when one looked like that, I’d be happy to hit my gag reflex over and over. “That is one beautiful dick.” My eyes finally flicked back up to his.

Flames burned in his eyes, not from anger, but from ecstasy. Now he looked like he wanted to fuck me even harder, to slam his dick so deep inside me it made me explode. His hands reached up my thighs until he gripped the lace of my panties. Then he slowly pulled them down until they were free of my ankles. His eyes locked on to my pussy, staring at it with the same obsession I felt for his cock.

He lowered himself to his knees again then pressed his mouth right between my legs. He immediately smothered my clit with his tongue and kissed it harder than he’d kissed my mouth. He inhaled deeply then blew his warm breath across my most sensitive area. He ate my pussy like he was starving and there was nothing else on the menu he wanted more.

I screamed right away, just because it felt so unbelievably good. My head rolled back, and I looked at the ceiling as my vision began to blur. Men had eaten me out before, but not at this caliber. I fisted his hair with my fingers, and I wondered if leaving his place that night had been a mistake. Even with another woman there, the sex still would have been incredible.

He sucked my clit a little harder before he pulled away. He opened his nightstand and pulled out a foil packet before he came back to me on the bed.

I was about to come when his mouth was pleasing me, so having his enormous girth inside me was exactly what I wanted. But now all I could think about was that cock inside my mouth. I’d never wanted to give head so much, to explore something so big. “Wait.” I rose to my feet and unzipped the back of my dress so it could fall to the floor. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so now I was completely naked.

Cato’s eyes went to my tits.

“I really—” I lowered myself to my knees in front of him “—really want to suck your dick first.” I ignored the man who possessed the dick and gripped his muscular thighs. He had tanned skin everywhere, along with packed muscles underneath. He was such a pretty man that even his feet were sexy. I flattened my tongue and opened my mouth wide before I pressed him inside me. Then I moaned. As a woman, I appreciated every single inch of his perfection. I appreciated his length and his thickness. I appreciated the way he tasted, the way he could keep his hardness with no effort. His dick was perfect and deserved to be worshiped.

Cato’s expression hardened as he stared down at me. He watched me move his length deep inside my mouth before I slowly pulled it out. Getting head was enjoyable regardless, but he probably got off on how much I wanted to do it, how much I wanted his dick against my tongue. He fisted the back of my hair, and his deep breaths slowly escalated the longer I went to town on his length.