His lips brush against my nose before he pulls back. “First, my mouth on your pussy wasn’t only a favor to you. Babe, it was a favor to me. You know how many times I’ve watched you, wondering how sweet your pussy tastes? How many times I’ve watched you lick the rim of your glass, wishing I could do the same to your clit?” He shakes his head. “Jesus, fuck, Cassidy. You handed me everything that’s been on my mind for months.” He smirks. “And I love that I proved it wasn’t weird. I love that you trusted me enough to give me the honor.”

“So give me the honor of getting you off,” I argue with a pout.

He moans when I reach for his cock and run the tips of my fingers along the massive length. I eye it, my mouth watering, and wonder how well it’d fit inside me. It’s the largest I’ve ever seen, and that’s coming from a girl who watches porn on the regular to get herself off.

He draws back, away from my reach, causing me to frown. “How about you lie there, looking hot as fuck and all orgasmed out by yours truly?” He wraps his hand around his cock and starts jerking himself off. “That’s all I need from you.”

I groan, throwing my head back like a toddler close to a tantrum. “How’s that fun? I let you go down on me, so it’s only fair I get to do the same.”

“Small steps, baby.” His breathing turns ragged as his gaze moves down my body in appreciation.

“Small steps is licking and sucking on my vagina?”

“Damn straight.”

He loses himself in his strokes, his pace growing, and I’m invigorated at the view of him jacking off in front of me. He inches closer, and I wait for my perfect opportunity. He grunts when I reach out and wrap my hand around his, joining him in pleasuring himself. He throws his head back, savoring the moment, and I take that weakness as an advantage for me.

Dropping my hand, I grip both his shoulders and push him onto my bed, back down. I climb over him in seconds, slide my hair over my shoulder, and say, “Trust me,” before sucking the head of his cock.

“Jesus, fuck,” Lincoln hisses, rotating his hips.

I work him with my mouth and fingers, tasting the saltiness of his cock as pre-cum leaks from the tip. His fingers find their way to my hair, and he runs them through the strands.

“Shit, I’m close,” he hisses.

I peer up at him to find his eyes shut at the same time I swallow his cum.

“Fuck,” he groans, coming down from his orgasm high. “That was … holy shit.”

Licking up and down his erection, I clean him up, worshipping his cock. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”