"Fuck, Lei I'm about to—"
She immediately stands, gripping my erection in her hand. I'm pretty sure there's a smirk on her face as she enjoys torturing me like this. I let out a groan full of disappointment, squirming on the bed like I just lost her. The mattress creaks to one side as she guides my legs to dangle to the side, hands on my lap.
For a moment there, I think I'm about to get a lap dance, but then she giggles and says, "Not yet big guy, you don't get to cum so quick."
"But—"
"Shh, my lips itch for you."
I'm yet to run her words in my head when she lowers her mouth on me, kissing the tip of my cock before opening wide and taking me in, or at least that's what I imagine she does. My eyes are covered with a tie—the same tie we used the night we came from Briana and Calvin's wedding.
"Hmm," Leilani moans with my cock inside her mouth, making me hum and twitch at the same time.
"Fuck, Leilani you're torturing me."
