Specimen

“Cozy, huh?” Riley says with a forced smile.

“Fixable,” I reply. I move over to one of the beds and push it up against the other one. I fix the blankets to make it appear as if it’s one big bed. “That’s better.”

Riley chuckles.

“It’s better than you think,” she says. “There are no monitors in these rooms.”

“Oh, really?”

She smiles slyly as she saunters over to me. She reaches up and wraps her arms around my neck and then stands on her toes to kiss me. I return the embrace, running my hand down her back to grip her ass as I find her mouth with my tongue.

She’s never made the first move before, and I like it. She slides her hand over my shoulder and down my chest. Her fingertip circles one of my nipples, making my balls clench. A moment later, she moves her hand lower and runs it over my erection.

“Always ready, aren’t you?” She hums against my lips. “Is there ever a time when you don’t want to fuck?”

I swallow—hard.

“Not when you’re around me,” I say.

“Are you thinking about how warm and wet my pussy is for you?”

“Holy shit.” The words come out in a near-silent whisper. I swallow again.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” She runs her hand down, forcing my legs slightly apart so she can cup my balls. She presses her thumb at the base of my cock, and I gasp.

“I want to suck your cock.”

I blink. For a moment, my brain seems to shut down entirely.

Riley has never said anything remotely like this before, and I don’t know what to do.

“Okay,” I finally whisper in a husky voice. I swallow and repeat myself. “Okay, yeah…uh…that works for me.”

She presses her lips together but can’t stop her grin. It lights up her whole face as she drops to her knees in front of me. She grabs the buckle on my belt and releases it. I don’t move. I can barely wrap my head around what she’s doing as she grips the hem of my pants and yanks them down along with my boxers.

Resting back on her heels, she looks me over appreciatively. My dick bobs in front of her face as if it has a mind of its own, and the only thing it wants is her touch. It’s very close to the truth.

She drags her finger over my balls and up my shaft. She circles the head with a fingertip as she caresses my thigh and then wraps her hand around me. She tilts her head up, her eyes on mine as she slowly moves forward and takes me in her mouth.

She sucks me in until I feel the back of her throat against me. I tense, holding myself still and fighting the urge to shove myself farther in. She pulls back, releases me, and then licks my cock up and down the shaft. She circles the head with her tongue, then takes me in deep again.

Her eyes never leave mine. I think I now know the definition of “bedroom eyes.” Her lids are half closed but her gaze st

ill intense. I reach out slowly and place my hand on the back of her head, twisting my fingers around her hair. I don’t pull. I want this to be all her.

I’m overwhelmed by the softness of her hair wrapped around my fingers, the caress of her lips on my shaft, and unceasing suction around my cock as her tongue slides over me. All of that combined with the look in her eyes as she sucks me farther in is too much.

I can’t look anymore. I tilt my head back and close my eyes. It doesn’t help. The tension is still rising through my cock and balls. My thighs tremble. I grit my teeth, trying to hold back, but I can’t.

“Riley!” I tighten my grip on her hair. It’s the only warning I can give her.

She hums around my shaft and sucks me farther into her mouth until I’m pressed against the back of her throat. My cock spasms, and I’m unloading into her mouth. She grips my thighs tightly but doesn’t release me from her mouth.

My knees almost give out on me, but I manage to stay upright—barely. Riley keeps sucking, swallowing everything I’ve given her and then licking around the head of my cock before she finally releases me.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a while now,” she says.

“Wha…wha…why did you wait?” Coherency is lost to me.