Anzu’s lips sealed around , plunging into the heat of her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around it before pressing flat along the underside as she took deeper, inch by inch.
She stopped teasing to focus on taking as much of my cock as possible, which made my hips involuntarily twitch from the pleasure.
Sensing that reaction, she looked up at , her eyes locking onto mine through her dark lashes. They weren’t soft or shy right now. Instead, they burned with quiet, stubborn determination and the desire. The sa look she wore when she refused to act a little more spoiled, even though I wanted to dote on her more last week. Like she was proving sothing, to , to herself, or maybe to both of us.
I threaded my fingers gently through her hair, caressing her before calling out her na, “Anzu...”
She humd around in answer before giving an audible suck that sent my cock twitching again. One of her hands braced on my thigh while the other wrapped around the base she couldn’t reach, stroking in perfect ti with the slow bob of her head.
Every ti she pulled back, her tongue would swirl lavishly around the head before sinking again until the tip nudged the soft wall of her cheek, whichever direction she aid at, resulting in it bulging slightly from my cock.
As pleasure overwheld , I didn’t close my eyes and simply watched her endeavor. She’s so beautiful like this. Her small fra bent over , cheeks hollowing and bulging at certain intervals, lips stretched glossy and tight around my length. Every slow pull back dragged an obscene sound from her throat and every descent forced an involuntary groan out of mine.
Her tongue never stopped moving. She had taken a note of our previous intimate mont and improved on it. She kept her tongue flat and firm along the underside, then curled it wickedly around the head the next. She treated like sothing she both wanted to savor and conquer at the sa ti.
“Anzu... you’re too good at this now,” I said between my attempts to still appear composed.
She simply smiled and humd again, before quickening her pace at sucking it. She knew exactly what she was doing to and she was enjoying every second of it.
When she finally pulled off with a wet pop, a thin string of saliva connected her swollen lower lip to the glistening tip. She didn’t wipe it away. Instead, she reverently licked along the entire length from base to the tip before speaking close to the sensitive head.
“Does it feel good, Ruki? Am I doing it correctly?”
I exhaled roughly through my nose. “You already know the answer.”
“Say it anyway.” She wrapped her lips around just the head, sucking it lightly while her hand kept stroking the shaft in delicate twists. She was intentionally teasing .
“I want to hear you admit it.” She continued.
I let my head fall back against the mattress for a second, fighting the urge to thrust up into that perfect wet heat. “It feels incredible, Anzu. Better than anything. You know... I’m doing my best to control myself to not push you down and make love to you right here and now.”
Satisfaction flashed in her eyes, yet her cheeks turned crimson from understanding what I said.
“Cheeky brat... If you say it like that... I might look forward to that.” Upon saying that, she sank down again, continuing what she started.
My hips jerked involuntarily as I kept my hold on her head, guiding her as she tried to take more of in. When there was only an inch or two left before the base, she stopped and held it there. I could feel her warm breath brushing against my skin and her throat fluttering slightly. Then she pulled back inch by inch, letting feel every ridge of her tongue and the suction of her lips until only the head remained trapped between them.
A thin trail of spit dripped down my shaft. She caught it with her tongue before it could fall, then dragged the flat of it up the underside in one more stroke.
“See?” She whispered smugly, “I can also try and take all of you in.”
Yeah, right. And it’s a good thing she didn’t. I didn’t want her to beco breathless from doing it, after all. Unless she explicitly asked for that – like Sena, sotis.
Before I could form a coherent reply, she dove back down, setting a rhythm that was no longer slow or teasing. One hand pumped what her mouth couldn’t reach while the other cupped and rolled my balls with just enough pressure to make my vision spark.
Her muffled moans beca mixed with the wet, sloppy noises of her sucking, drowning my own ragged breathing that filled the room.
From here, I could feel the pleasure gradually reaching its peak. I held back as much as possible but I knew I couldn’t just stop it by willpower alone.
“Anzu... I’m about to...” My warning ca out strained.
And like most of my girls, it just encouraged her to hasten her movents.
Instead, her eyes locked on mine again. She’s daring . Telling without words to give it to her.
I threaded both hands into her hair, my hips lifting in shallow, helpless thrusts as the first pulse shot out, hitting the roof of her mouth and before splashing down her tongue.
She clasped her lips tightly, swallowing around greedily as she took every thick spurt while her hand milked the base in firm strokes.
A soft, pleased hum vibrated down my length as I emptied into her mouth, watching her cheeks bulge from it as my hips jerked with each wave until I was completely spent.
When the last tremor finally faded, she pulled off slowly, lips dragging along every sensitive inch until the head popped free. A final bead of cum welled at the tip and she gave it one final lick with exaggerated care before looking up at as though to show off how she would gulp it all down.
Or so I thought but after one gulp, Anzu pointed to her desk where a tissue box sat, half-hidden behind a stack of notebooks. I reached for it for her and tugged a piece before handing it to her.
She spat what she couldn’t swallow before looking at with a hint of embarrassnt.
“... It’s too thick, shaless brat. I could’ve used a drink but we’re up here.”
I pulled another tissue and started wiping the corner of her lips while chuckling silently as I cleaned the remaining traces.
She pouted adorably, her lower lip jutting out in that way that made her look more like a sulky kitten than the fierce college girl she usually projected. Her cheeks were still flushed, eyes glistening with a mix of embarrassnt and satisfaction as she crumpled the tissue in her fist.
"Sorry," I murmured, my voice low and teasing as I brushed a thumb across her cheek, wiping away an imaginary smudge. "Next ti, I’ll make sure to have a drink ready for you but you dragged here right away."
Anzu’s pout deepened, but the corner of her mouth twitched like she was fighting a smile. She swatted my hand away half-heartedly, then leaned in to bite my neck in retaliation. "You... arrogant brat. Acting like there’ll be a next ti already. Besides, I didn’t bring you here for this."
Oh. Right. There’s that box.
“Sure,” I teasingly replied, “Can you show what’s inside that box now?”
“No... Cuddle more first.” She crawled back up my body, straddling my hips, her soaked shorts pressing against my softening cock.
Before I could say anything, she pushed her weight onto , causing to lie back down with her holding on tightly.
Mhm. Cuddle it is, then.
“I love you, Anzu,” I whispered as I kissed the top of her head.
Her reply was a soft hum followed by a muffled, “I love you too”, as she squeezed her face in the crook of my neck.
Like this, we spent another five minutes just enjoying that mont before eventually getting up and fixing ourselves. She still didn’t show the contents of the box, but instead grabbed my hand and dragged back downstairs with her.
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