Women Seeking Women #46 - Scene 3

She eased the zipper down his fly, drawing it slow enough to make him hold his breath. Her palm pressed against the length of him, thick and hot beneath the thin cotton. Once freed, his cock sprang forward, flushed and heavy in her grip. She ran her thumb over the slick head, spreading the bead of pre-come across the crown until it glistened. Leaning forward, she opened her mouth and took him in, lips stretching around the ridge, tongue flat and insistent underneath. The heat of her breath, the wet slide, each deliberate motion sent a fresh pulse of need straight through him. He exhaled hard, fingers tightening in her hair, surrendering to the relentless rhythm she set.