16: Chase.

“If you get on your knees like that you better be prepared to follow through,” I say, taking a step toward her.

“Okay.” She glances down at the front of my slacks, at the bulge that is unmistakable. I watch as she licks her lips, and I clench my teeth.

“I’ve never wanted anything so badly in my whole fucking life.” My hands are more gentle than my words as I reach down and brush her hair away from her face. “If you suck my cock, I won’t be able to hold back.”

“I don’t want you to.” She reaches for the button of my pants and then quickly pushes them to the floor. My boxer briefs are the only thing separating her mouth from my cock, and I groan when she dips her hands inside of them to pull me out.

My cock is heavy between us, and it takes both her hands to hold me. “Cathy,” I whisper before she eagerly opens her mouth and wraps it around the tip. “Fuck!”

It’s almost impossible to keep my eyes from rolling to the back of my head, but I don’t want to miss a moment of this. Her fingers wr