Good

Fu Shao fingers slipped through my hair until they came to rest on the back of my head. He didn't push me, but from the way they tensed I could tell he wanted to.

I took the tip into my mouth.

He was thick and I had to be careful not to grace him with my teeth. His tip was slightly salty, but not in a bad way.

"Now swirl your tongue around it. Yes, just like that."

He watched his jaw clenched.

"Take a bit more of me into your mouth and move your head up and down. Now suck as you move. Yes, good ."

His hips bucked when I was as far as I could take him, driving his erection even further inside. I gagged and pulled back, coughing.

He stroked my hair.

"God, sorry."

He rubbed his thumb over my lips.

"I'll try to stay still."

Instead of taking him back into my mouth, I licked him from his base to the tip. He groaned.

"Is that okay?" I whispered before doing it again.

"Hmm, yes."

I took my time licking every inch of him, but especially his tip.

Dang it!

Can't believe that loved the feel of it against my tongue.

"This feels good, but I really want to come now."

Then I glanced up uncertainly at him as I could come when he stroked and licked me gently.

Did he need it more rough?

Would he need it rough too?

Just then, Fenli stupid words jumped into my head again, but I pushed them aside.

So I wouldn't let that bitch ruin this for me.

"What do you want me to do?" I whispered.

"Eat me harder and keep looking at me with your beautiful eyes, wife."

So I fixed my gaze on him and took him into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat, then bobbed my head up and down fast and hard, my lips tight around him.

And he moaned as his hips rocking up to sync me lightly. His eyes burnt into me, his teeth gritted.

"If you don't want to swallow, you need to get away…"

I jerked away, releasing him with a pop and a moment later he spilled his seed on his stomach and legs.

Fu Shao then closed his eyes as his erection twitched. His hand was still in my hair, gently stroking my neck and scalp.

Slowly he eased it down, but I gripped his hand and pressed my cheek into it, needing his closeness after what we'd done. His eyes flew open with an unreadable look in them and his thumb brushed my cheekbone gently.

We stayed like that for a couple of heartbeats, then he sat up, taking in the mess on his upper thighs and abs.

"Now I need a shower."

He reached for a tissue and cleaned off his semen before swinging his legs out and standing.

I nodded, strangely disappointed that he'd slip out of bed so quickly.