[Warning: This chapter contains Explicit Mature Content]
"How do you like my torture?" she murmured wickedly over the flushed tip.
This time, it was Karl's turn to fall speechless.
Every ounce of his willpower had gone into holding himself back from spilling into her mouth, his teeth clenched tightly with the effort, toes curling hard down his feet. Even his eyes were squeezed shut now, unable to bear the sight of those blue eyes staring wide up at him, watching his every reaction.
He'd imagined enough times what she'd feel like bouncing on his lap, but never this. Never her warm, wet tongue wrapped around him like this!
"Look at me, Karl," she invited softly, before lowering her lips down his cock again.
The sudden movement made his eyes fly open. The turquoise in his irises trembled as he took in the sight of her gazing back at him eagerly, as if she wanted to see exactly what his face would look like when he came undone for her.
