"Not really," I admit with a grin, dumping too much lotion into my palm and slicking up my fingers as I crawl up between his legs. My tongue swipes across the head of his dick again, playful and teasing and almost... affectionate, but I distract myself from that thought by pressing into him again, first with one finger, and then the next.

It's an easier slide, impossibly hot and tight, and I let out a low moan, swallowing down the head of his dick with my eyes still on his face.