I stepped into the bedroom, my towel wrapped loosely around my waist. As I typed in another reply to Prodigy about his request to go to a party later that evening, I felt someone yank away the towel. Without looking up from my phone, I muttered a halfhearted hello to my girlfriend.
“You seem distracted,” (Y/N) purred, snatching the phone of out my hands. I watched her with enjoyment, hypnotized by the way she looked in her bathrobe. “You’re always on your phone.”
“I’m just texting Prod,” I replied with a shrug of my shoulders.
“Yeah, but you haven’t seen me in so long,” she whined. She dropped the phone onto the nightstand before moving over to me. “Don’t you miss me?”
I opened my mouth to reply but was easily distracted by the feeling of her hands moving down my body. I eyed her skeptically, but when her hands began to gently stroke Roczilla, all of my thoughts disappeared. She smirked, her tongue running over my collar bone.
“I’m so fucking horny,” she admitted, kissing her way down my body. She paused to trace the outline of my abs with her tongue before continuing her journey down low. “Didn’t you miss me?”
I barely managed to utter the word yes before she took me in her mouth. Her tongue skillfully swirled around the tip of my member, earning a low moan from me. My fingers immediately flew to her hair, where they entangled themselves in her mass of curls. Her head bobbed back and forth, her tongue occasionally teasing me. Unable to control myself, I began thrusting in and out of her mouth, my head tossed back in contentment. As she moved her head back, cupping my balls in her hand, I let out another low moan. She moved her head, taking me in deeper, and I came my grip on her hair momentarily tightening.
(Y/N) pulled away, swallowing. “Didn’t you miss me?” she asked again, making her way back up my body. Her hands left tingles on my skin, and I lifted her up, throwing her down on the bed.
“Hell yeah, I missed you, girl,” I said, spreading her legs. “And I plan on showing you exactly how much I missed you.”