I swallow him down, every last drop, feeling his dick pulse against my tongue, his muscles jerking and trembling under my hands. And it's fucking perfect. Over too fast? Sure, but maybe I'm stupid enough to hope that this won't be the last time. Not even close.

I pull back, my lips pressing briefly to his thigh, taking a moment to catch my breath, then I push to my feet, dick hard and untouched, but right now, I'm okay with that.

"Food'll be here soon," I murmur, leaning down to kiss the corner of his lips, my hands sliding back through his wet hair.