To the bathroom

You lead her to a bedroom upstairs, closing the door behind you. You check her out as she walks past you, gently brushing against your body.

As you hear the lock click, you turn to face her, pressing her against the door. You can't get her top off fast enough, and you are both breathless as your lips aggressively meet. She bites your lip, hard, and you almost wince. You wrap a hand around her throat in retaliation, and you feel her hands at the base of your shirt, trying to lift it.

You relinquish your grip just long enough to lift your shirt off, then press your bare chest against hers. As you kiss down her neck, you feel her hands rubbing along your length.

"I need to taste you" she says, as she drops to her knees.

Your belt comes off, and your pants fall, a thin layer of fabric separating her lips from your throbbing cock. She admires the bulge it makes before slipping it out, and she looks back up at you, rubbing the precum around your head with her index finger.

"Suck it," you command, and she obeys. First, she swirls her tongue around the head, tracing the edges, but soon she engulfs your length down her throat. You can feel her throat close around you as she swallows, then she pops it back out for air. You groan as she slides her hand up and down the shaft, following her mouth.

She moans around your shaft, the vibrations driving you closer and closer to orgasm. You start to tense up, trying to hold back your cum, but you can't hold it.