Excitement spikes up my spine as she lowers her mouth to the head of my cock and swirls her tongue around it.

“Fuck,” I drawl as my head presses against the headboard.

She swirls around and around, her slick tongue hot on my tightening skin. It feels so fucking good. The only thing better than her mouth is her pussy. Nothing, and I mean nothing, can beat that.

Her mouth drags up my length and back down, running along the veins and paying particularly close attention to the underside of my head, where it’s the most sensitive. I squirm beneath her touch, looking for some pressure, but she continues to tease me with her tongue, and it’s sweet fucking torture.

“Babe, give me more.”

“Why would I do that when I’m perfectly content just tasting you with my tongue?” she asks as she moves her tongue to my inner thighs now, kissing and licking along the sensitive flesh. She crosses over, dragging her mouth over my cock and then back to my other leg as she positions her fingers behind my balls.

“Christ, Myla.” I slouch a little more, giving her a better angle right before she slips her fingers inside me. My eyes squeeze shut, and I groan as her mouth descends over my cock at the same time, taking me all the way to the back of her throat. “Baby,” I groan.

She pulls off my cock and drags her fingers until they’re almost all the way out. I suck in a heavy breath, my lungs trying to consume air, but my breaths fall short.

And then she pushes her fingers in and swallows my cock all the way until she gags and then quickly pulls out.

She repeats this process over and over again until my legs start to shake, and a light sheen of sweat crawls over my body.

“Myla, it’s . . . it’s so fucking good.” I slouch some more, unable to hold myself up, and she positions herself so her fingers tease me even deeper, creating such a dynamic, evasive pressure that my cock surges in her mouth against her teeth, where she lightly clamps them over my length and drags up. “Mother . . . fuck,” I groan as my legs start to slip from my sweaty palms. “Babe, I’m right there.”

“Mmmmm,” she hums, making my eyes nearly roll to the back of my head. And then she pops her mouth off and goes back to lightly licking while her fingers curl up in a “come hither” motion that has the room around me turning black.

A euphoric feeling spreads through my veins, wraps around my muscles, and sinks into my bones as everything turns hot, uncontrolled, and wild. The need for pressure is so fucking overwhelming that I feel like I could scream, beg, plead for more.

“Baby, suck me off.”

“You want to come in my mouth?”

I growl. “Fuck . . . no . . . I mean . . . yes. Fuck, I don’t know. I need something.”