As I lay on the bed, naked and exposed, my heart pounded in anticipation as your gaze moved over my body, taking in every curve, every contour. Your eyes lingered on my manhood, that thick, throbbing member that was already beginning to harden beneath your hungry stare. I could feel the blood surging through its veins, making it swell with each beat of my heart.
"Look at me," you commanded softly, and as I turned to face you, I saw desire reflected in your eyes. Your breath hitched as you locked onto mine, and for a moment, all I could do was stare back, feeling the heat between us growing ever more intense.
Slowly, ever so slowly, you reached out with one hand and traced the outline of my erection through the thin fabric of my underwear. A shiver ran down my spine as your touch sent shocks of pleasure radiating from my groin. I could feel myself growing harder by the second, straining against the confines of the material that separated us.
With a flick of your wrist, you deftly pulled off the last barrier between us. My cock sprang free, standing proud and erect before your eyes. You licked your lips, wetting them in preparation for what was to come. A low moan escaped my lips as you wrapped your fingers around my shaft, gently stroking up and down while never breaking eye contact.
"Mmm," you purred, watching the veins pulse beneath your touch. "This is such a beautiful cock. So hard and ready for me." Your eyes bore into mine as you leaned in closer, taking in every detail of my engorged member with unabashed desire.
With a flick of your wrist, you brought your index finger to your lips, wetting it with the slickness that had gathered there. I couldn't help but moan again at the sight, watching as you traced the head of my cock with the wet digit. Your finger slid down the length of my shaft, leaving a trail of moisture in its wake.
"I want to taste you," you whispered, leaning forward until your mouth was just inches away from my throbbing member. I could feel the heat radiating off your body as your lips closed around the tip of my cock, sending waves of pleasure shooting through me. Your tongue flicked against the sensitive underside of my head, eliciting a gasp from deep within my chest.
As you continued to lick and suck on my shaft, I felt my control slipping away. My hips began to thrust upward, urging your mouth closer to my cock. You took it as an invitation, deepening your throaty moans with each stroke of your tongue against my swollen flesh.
My breaths came in short, sharp gasps now, each one punctuated by the feel of your warm lips wrapped around me. I could feel the pressure building within me, the impending release threatening to consume me at any moment.
"Fuck," I groaned, gripping the sheets tightly as you continued to tease and torment my erection with your expert mouth. "I'm close... so close."
At the sound of my voice, you pulled away, looking up at me through heavy-lidded eyes. There was a look of determination in your gaze, one that told me you were ready to take what you wanted - and I was more than willing to give it to you.
"Come for me," you commanded, grabbing my hips and pulling me closer. "Let go... let me feel it."
With those words ringing in my ears, I lost myself in the sensation of your warm, wet mouth engulfing my cock once more. The pleasure was almost too much to bear, but I clung to the edge with white-knuckled determination.
Finally, as if on cue, my hips jerked forward one last time, and a torrent of cum erupted from the tip of my shaft, painting your face and chest with thick, sticky ropes of semen. You lapped up each drop eagerly, never breaking our passionate gaze until the very last drop had been swallowed.
As my orgasm subsided, I collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily as you crawled up next to me. Our bodies were slick with sweat and cum, a testament to the passion that had just unfolded between us. We lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of our shared pleasure before drifting off into a blissful slumber, held close by the warmth of each other's bodies.