“You look so fucking hot with my cock in your mouth,” he growls, running his fingers through my hair.

Hearing this just simply increases my desire to please him. The urge races through me, and even though I have no idea what I’m doing, I reach up and cup his balls with my hand, hoping that will increase his pleasure. And indeed it seems to.

Keith’s eyes close and his face tilts up toward the ceiling. His lips part, and a gentle moan falls from them. I have a feeling that if we both didn’t have to be so quiet right now, he’s be making a lot more noise.

“Christ,...