“I swear, Jacob, you have the most beautiful dick. Long, but thick, I love the way it curves ever so slightly to the right so that when you get excited pre-cum slides out and drips down, just so my tongue can catch it,” I whisper. His hand has moved mine out of the way, so instead my fingers are biting into his hips holding myself steady as he strokes himself. It’s amazing to watch—breath-taking. As his pre-cum drips, I angle so it drops on my tongue, just like I described. I’m rewarded with his salty-male taste and his groan from above me. I push his pants further down his legs. Then, I settle completely on the floor and help rid him of his boots so that Jacob is completely naked from the waist down. “Take everything off, Jacob. Please?” I urge him. Our eyes connect and he lets go of his cock to take his shirt and cut off. While he’s occupied I lean back up, hold his cock still, and take it into my mouth. I groan around it as I slide my mouth down the hard staff.

“Care,” he growls, his hands fisting in my hair again. He didn’t want me to rush this. He tries to tease me every time, and it always works. Right now, however, I’m too hungry. It’s been an emotional day, and I feel like I haven’t made love to my husband in a year. Which is wrong. Jacob and I have never been without each other longer than a night or two. Never. Waiting is not something either of us can stand.

In response to his warning tone, I swallow him down deeper. His cock hitting the back of my throat and pushing further. I wasn’t kidding about the beauty of my…husband’s dick. It is and it’s not small. Ten inches easily, though stubbornly Jacob has never let me measure it.

As I relax my throat and take him even deeper, his hands knot tighter into my hair, bringing a spike of pain.

“You’re so fucking greedy,” he growls, and he’s right. Completely right. “You never can wait to suck on my dick. Always so hungry for my cum. Forcing me to fuck your mouth until I give it to you,” he mumbles, fucking my face like a man possessed. His dick pushes in and out of my mouth, using me. I can barely keep up…and I love it. I want to tease him with my tongue, but he’s moving in and out of my mouth so ferociously, all I can do is suck him harder as he takes what he needs.

“Mmm…” I moan around him, unable to form a word, because I’m so full of him.

“Don’t let me hurt you Care Bear,” he grits, fucking my mouth hard. My hand moves to his balls, they’re tight and heavy as I gently cup them. I use my fingers to rub against them, light with no pressure. Jacob. Always worries about me, even when he should be lost in pleasure. I need to step up my game. This time when he pushes his cock deep inside my mouth. I bite my fingers into his hips, resisting his hold as I rest my face against him. The hairs on his groin tickle against my nose as I inhale the male scent of him. I move my fingers over his balls, holding him much firmer. I can feel his body tighten beside me, I can actually feel his cum building. “Oh fuck, sweetheart,” he says, his voice smoky. I let him move my head exactly how he needs me, as he pushes me off of his dick, and on the next downward stroke, his cum jets out, filling my mouth and raining down my throat. My reward. Jet after jet continues to funnel into my mouth, leaving me so full I can’t contain it all, even trying to swallow. Finally, Jacob pulls out. I open my eyes to find him staring at me. I feel his cum dripping from my mouth. I try to gather it with my tongue, needing it all.

“So good,” I whisper to him, as I gather a drop on my tongue and take it back inside to swallow it.

“I’m going to make you pay for teasing me, Carrie. I’m going to make you pay,” he smiles and the sexual threat hangs between us, making me desperate for whatever he’s going to give me.