[HOUSE] Anticipation
Anticipation
House/Cameron, NC-17, 500 words,
This is how she breaks him. One kneeling, the other praying the mantra, “Oh God, Oh God”
This is how she breaks him. One kneeling, the other praying the mantra, “Oh God, Oh God” murmured through fevered lips. She leaned forward again, the rigid length of his cock thrusting out beside her face, the hair of his thighs caressing her nipples through the fabric of her attire. When she tilted her head to look up at him, she finds his ice blue eyes locked on her, watching her every move with a kind of tortured anticipation. She could see him calculating the moments until she took his cock into her mouth, waiting for the firestorm of sensation her tongue and lips would bring.
Watching him wait, Allison felt a burst of feminine power. She put out her tongue and licked away a drop of pre-come. He jolted against her mouth. She licked the head again, watching it bob with the stroke, then caught it in her mouth. And began to suck. Gently at first, then harder. Smiling around his width, she pressed her head forward until the thick shaft moved deeper between her lips. Then pulled back, tightening her lips at the same time to create a demanding suction.
His hand came to rest on top of her head, fingers lacing through her curls. She felt him shudder and reversed her stroke, taking him deeper and deeper, until the big head brushed the back of her throat.
House gasped as her mouth drew at him with such power it made his head swim. It felt so good, so hot. And the sight of her of her, slim and beautiful, kneeling between his feet with her lips wrapped around his cock. God, he could come just from looking at her. She slid forward again, pleasuring him until he wanted to explode down her throat. He needed this, wanted this.
His climax built, hot and cold all at once, and a growl rumbled through his throat as he exploded in a long, fiery cascade. He dragged her up, avoiding his thigh , and kissed her, his tongue forcing his way into her mouth in a caress as old as time. She pulled back and looked into his eyes.
He brushed her hair off her face, “Your place again? Wilson…” he trailed off. She nodded and went to put her coat on. She smiled when she heard House calling after her, “Keep that red dress on.””
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House/Cameron, NC-17, 500 words,
This is how she breaks him. One kneeling, the other praying the mantra, “Oh God, Oh God”
This is how she breaks him. One kneeling, the other praying the mantra, “Oh God, Oh God” murmured through fevered lips. She leaned forward again, the rigid length of his cock thrusting out beside her face, the hair of his thighs caressing her nipples through the fabric of her attire. When she tilted her head to look up at him, she finds his ice blue eyes locked on her, watching her every move with a kind of tortured anticipation. She could see him calculating the moments until she took his cock into her mouth, waiting for the firestorm of sensation her tongue and lips would bring.
Watching him wait, Allison felt a burst of feminine power. She put out her tongue and licked away a drop of pre-come. He jolted against her mouth. She licked the head again, watching it bob with the stroke, then caught it in her mouth. And began to suck. Gently at first, then harder. Smiling around his width, she pressed her head forward until the thick shaft moved deeper between her lips. Then pulled back, tightening her lips at the same time to create a demanding suction.
His hand came to rest on top of her head, fingers lacing through her curls. She felt him shudder and reversed her stroke, taking him deeper and deeper, until the big head brushed the back of her throat.
House gasped as her mouth drew at him with such power it made his head swim. It felt so good, so hot. And the sight of her of her, slim and beautiful, kneeling between his feet with her lips wrapped around his cock. God, he could come just from looking at her. She slid forward again, pleasuring him until he wanted to explode down her throat. He needed this, wanted this.
His climax built, hot and cold all at once, and a growl rumbled through his throat as he exploded in a long, fiery cascade. He dragged her up, avoiding his thigh , and kissed her, his tongue forcing his way into her mouth in a caress as old as time. She pulled back and looked into his eyes.
He brushed her hair off her face, “Your place again? Wilson…” he trailed off. She nodded and went to put her coat on. She smiled when she heard House calling after her, “Keep that red dress on.””
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