The room stayed wrapped in that soft white glow, everything quiet except for our breathing and the occasional wet sound. Lara knelt between my spread legs, her dark hair falling forward as she looked up at me with those hungry eyes. My pants and boxers were shoved down around my thighs, dick standing straight up, hard and thick from her earlier teasing.
"Aaye haaye… look at this rock-hard dick," she said, voice low and impressed. She wrapped her fingers around the base again, giving it a slow squeeze. Then she leaned in, rubbing her smooth cheek against the shaft like she was savoring the feel of it. Soft kisses followed—light, wet presses from the tip down to the middle, then back up. Her lips left little shiny spots along the skin.
I smirked and pushed myself up on my elbows so I could watch her better.
"Did you like it?" I asked.
She glanced up at me through her lashes, lips curved in a slow, curvy smile.
