All’s Fair in Love and Pizza

MATEO

It seemed less complicated when Rob kneeled at my feet later that evening, sucking me dry while I trembled through the aftershocks of a wicked orgasm. I stilled my hips and released my grip on his hair, panting like a fish out of water.

“Your turn,” Rob growled, shoving his jeans over his ass as he flopped onto his office chair.

I slipped to the floor between his legs and proceeded to blow his mind…through his cock. He had a funny habit of brushing the hair from my eyes as he was about to come. It was oddly sweet and an interesting contrast to his other hand holding me in place as fell he apart.