“Mmm, I can’t wait.”
With that, she lowered her head and took me into her mouth, all the way to the back of her throat. She was not playing around, she took what she wanted and ran with it. Her hand ran down, between my thighs and found the weight of my balls. She squeezed them a little harder than normal and then pulled away from my cock, letting it fall to my stomach. I was fucking hard and yearning for her to finish.
“You see, Jett. For your birthday, I wouldn’t stop like I am now and instead of squeezing your balls like this—” she gestured, “—I would be putting them in my mouth and swirling them around with my tongue while I run my hands slowly up and down your shaft like this.”
Like a mother fucking sloth, she ran her hand so fucking slow up my cock as I hissed out a heated breath. She was torturing me like I tortured her and damn it I was letting her. I couldn’t stop her if I wanted to.
“Goldie…” I said in a strangled voice as her hand continued to torture me.
She giggled, fucking giggled and then leaned down so her mouth hovered over my dick, making it twitch in excitement. Her hand continued to handle my balls as she rolled them with sweet, torturous precision while her tongue lightly licked the length of my shaft. Her tongue danced along its length, barely making contact. I was going to explode from her torture, from her teasing.
“Little one, you better get on with it or your punishment is not going to be as pleasurable as you want.”
“Tell me when your birthday is and I’ll make sure you come like a teenage boy after seeing his first set of fake tits.”
“December 20th,” I groaned out, needing her to move her lips over my cock.
She pulled away and said, “You’re almost a Christmas baby? Aww, why do I find that so adorable?”
“For fuck’s sake, Goldie, focus!”
“Oops, sorry. I forgot that your little tippy tip is about to have a bit of a free shower.”
I cringed. “God, don’t say stuff like that!”
“I just do it to drive you crazy,” she said casually as my dick bobbed between us.
I sat up and grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her mouth toward mine. I pressed my lips against her and tongue fucked her to the best of my ability until she was breathless. When I pulled away, I pressed my forehead against hers and said slowly, “If you don’t finish me off in the next minute I’m going to make sure I tie you up in the Bourbon Room, bring you to the edge of orgasm and then just leave you there, until I feel like you have paid for the teasing you have put me through today. Don’t fuck with me, Goldie, I don’t play games.”
Her eyes flew wide open and her mouth was instantly attached to my dick, working me like a damn Popsicle. I dropped to the bed as I let myself feel every pull, every lick, every tug of her mouth on my erection. She gave amazing head, like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I didn’t know if it was the way she rotated her mouth or the combination of her hands on my shaft and balls but I was ready.
My toes started to tingle, my gut went numb and my balls seized on me as my back arched off the bed and I groaned a feral sound out of the back of my throat, exploding like a maniac into Goldie’s mouth. All the pressure, all the teasing that she built up into me, flew away in one release as my body convulsed and was finally sated.
Her little body climbed over mine and slipped into the crevice of my neck and shoulder. She played with my chest while I regained my composure.
My hand drifted up and down her back as we stared up at the ceiling.
“December 20th, I will make sure to mark that in my calendar. It seems like an amazing day.”
I just shrugged, once again not wanting to go into it.
“It seems like you don’t like your birthday, which I won’t go into, but after this year, you’re going to love it. I’m going to make sure of it. You are going to have one hell of a party,” she said while kissing my cheek. “Everyone deserves a good birthday.”
“I don’t need a party. I just need you,” I admitted, realizing more and more that my life was happy when Goldie was in it, when I’m holding her and talking to her. Being in a relationship was scary as fuck but with Goldie, it didn’t seem as terrifying. It actually seemed doable.
There was a knock on the door and then Kace’s voice came from the other side. “Jett, someone is here to see you.”
“Tell them I will call them back later,” I called out, still holding Goldie.
Kace cleared his throat and responded, “Can’t. You have to see them.”
The tone of Kace’s voice pulled me from a confused Goldie’s bed. I put on my boxer briefs from last night and told Kace to come in. When he walked in, I acknowledged him and said, “Please take Goldie back to Diego’s, but let her get cleaned up first.” Kace nodded his head and went outside.
I turned to Goldie, whose face was crestfallen, making my heart lurch in my chest. I leaned over and pressed a small kiss on her lips.
“I have to go, little one. I’ll be in touch, I promise. Please be good and help Diego out.”
“When will I see you again?”
“Not sure. I’ll call you tonight. Be brave, little one and have faith in me and in us.”
“Always,” she responded as she kissed the palm of my hand.
I was just about to leave when she called out my name. I turned to face her and was blessed with the sight of her naked body on top of her bed, her hair hanging loosely around her shoulders and her eyes with pure passion beaming from them, only for me.
“Yes, little one?”
“Do I have permission to masturbate to you in the shower?”
I nearly choked on my spit from her question which made her smile.
“No!” I practically shouted. “That pussy belongs to me. You’re not allowed anywhere near it.”
“You’re no fun.”
“Be good,” I called out.
***
Luckily, I was very quick at taking a shower so I didn’t keep my visitor waiting very long. I put on a button up shirt with the first couple of buttons undone and a pair of dress pants. I kept it casual but wanted to make sure I still exuded the business man that I was.
I walked into my office and was quickly hit with a female perfume that was almost too overwhelming. Sitting in a chair in front of my desk was a woman with long, black hair that was curled at the ends. She was wearing a pencil skirt that showed off her tanned and toned legs and black high heels that would make any man melt on the spot.
Clearing my throat to get her attention, she turned in her seat and I was surprised to see that Keylee Zinc was the woman occupying the seat in front of my desk.
“Keylee, what a nice surprise.”
The muscles in her legs flexed as she stood and walked toward me with a little more swing in her hip than a normal business associate. She was attractive, really attractive with her contrasting light eyes to her dark hair and her pouty lips but when I looked her up and down, I realized that I had no yearning to take her to bed. She was nothing like Goldie, she couldn’t even compare.
Her hand fell to my chest as she looked up at me with bright eyes. “Jett, thank you for seeing me on such short notice.”
“Anything for a friend,” I said as I removed her hand and went to the opposite side of my desk but didn’t sit until she did. “Please have a seat.”
As she sat, her blouse blew open where she had it unbuttoned at the top and showed off a red lace bra that was hiding underneath, propping her ample cleavage up for viewing. I had to admit, she was hot. She had the right curves and if I was in a different situation, I would consider inviting her to the Bourbon Room but even though she was doing her best to display her assets, I had no urge to cash in.
“What brings you here?” I said while sitting back in my chair.
“Well, Jeremy, your assistant actually sent me an invite about the Mayor’s Ball and I wasn’t sure if you were still considering taking me along with you. I haven’t heard anything from you and the event is in two weeks. I didn’t know if I needed to find a dress or not.”