I slide down to my knees in front of him, and he half-heartedly protests again. “Wren, anyone could walk in here.”
I grab his zipper and pull it down slowly. “Your words are saying one thing, but your body is saying another.” I smirk at him as I reach into his pants again to pull him. “Here, let me help make things clearer for you,” I say before pulling him out and sliding him into my mouth.
His whole body falls back against the wall. “Ah fuck,” he says as his eyes squeeze shut.
I slowly suck as I pull back, and then I run my tongue over him, taking in the sight at the same time. I don’t know what he was trying to hide before because fuck, I’m horny just looking at him.
“Don’t fucking look at me like that,” he grits out through clenched teeth.
I suck him back in my mouth and moan around him. “I don’t know when I’ll get this opportunity again, so I’m gunna fucking look.”
His eyes roll up in his head. “This is definitely happening again,” he groans.
I smirk as I continue to lick him up and down. “Then let’s make this one quick before your family walks in on it.”
He takes that as an invitation to grab me by my hair and shove his cock deeper down my throat. He takes over the pace of his dick sliding in and out of my mouth. He tenses quickly after. “Fuck, it’s been too long.”
“Hm?” I hum around him.
“Too-.” he moans. “Too damn long.”
Fuck, why is that so hot?
It’s been a long time for me too. Jake and I were barely intimate lately, and when we were, it was usually a quickie in the morning on weekends.
I pull back slightly so I can look up at him. I run my tongue around the head of his cock. “Me too. I’m out of practice. Show me what you want.”
His whole body shivers. “Fuck, Wren, why’d you have to say that?”
Then he shows me exactly what he wants. He threads his fingers through my hair again and fucks my mouth just like he said he was going to. It doesn’t take long until he’s right to the edge.
He mumbles something that I can’t really hear. Then he says it again. “I want to cum in your mouth. Please fucking let me cum in your mouth,” he mumbles almost incoherently because he’s so consumed by lust.
It’s so fucking hot. I suck him harder in response, and he doesn’t last another moment. His cum shoots to the back of my throat as his fingers dig into my scalp. “Fuu…” He trails off into a silent gasp as he lets himself go.
I’m not a huge fan of cum in my mouth, but I’d swallow a million more of his loads in order to hear him beg for it one more time. I slowly slide him out of my mouth as I swallow down what I can in order to not make a mess.
I stand up slowly in front of him and grab him and put him back in his pants. His breathing is frantic and his eyes super intense as he watches me while I buckle his belt back up. His chest continues to rise and fall, and his face remains serious. “Home,” he says.
“Hm?” I ask.
“Home,” he repeats. “Now.”
He starts walking toward the exit, pulling me with him. I quickly pull away from his hand. “Reed, we can’t just leave in the middle of the wedding.”
He turns around looking angry. “You can. And you will.”
I’m still too horny to think rationally, and the way he’s talking is only turning me on more. “Reed. I actually like Tina. I don’t want to upset her.”
He whines like a child. “C’mon, Wren.”
He steps closer to me and cups my jaw. “Tell me you don’t want more right now.” His other hand lands on my hip where he rubs it in small circles. “I know you do. I know you want to be fucked. I know you want to be fucked by me.”
I close my eyes as his lips touch my jaw. “I hate you,” I whisper.