Helen's lips hovered just above the tip of Junior's cock, her warm breath sending electric shivers through his body. She hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking up to meet his, as if silently asking for confirmation. He nodded, his voice catching in his throat. "Please…"
Her tongue darted out tentatively, tracing the sensitive ridge before she took him into her mouth. The warmth and wetness of her lips wrapped around him was almost overwhelming, and Junior couldn't suppress the low groan that escaped his lips. He sank back against the pillows, his hands gripping the sheets tightly.
Helen moved slowly at first, her movements unsure but tender. Her tongue swirled around the tip, exploring every inch with a curiosity that made his stomach clench. She's so careful, he thought, his heart pounding in his chest. But then, without warning, she deepened her pace, taking more of him into her mouth. His breath hitched, his hips lifting slightly off the bed as pleasure surged through him.
