Continuing the mischief

Bella slowly pulled her mouth off him, leaving Alex’s cock glistening and fully hard, standing thick and heavy against his stomach. She wiped her lower lip with the back of her hand and reached for the charcoal again, settling back on the floor in front of him.

“Stay still,” she murmured, eyes locked on the new shape she had to capture. “I need this version.”

She began to draw; long, deliberate strokes that followed the swollen length, the prominent vein along the underside, the flushed head still wet from her mouth. Every few lines she paused, reached out with her free hand, and gave him a slow, firm stroke from base to tip, keeping him rigid. Alex’s breath hitched each time her fingers closed around him.

“You’re actually drawing it like this?” he asked, voice rough.

Bella glanced up, a small, wicked smile on her lips. “Of course. It’s the interesting part now.” She stroked him again, slower, watching the way his cock twitched in her grip. “Look how much it changed. I want every detail.”

Alex let his head fall back against the couch for a second, then looked down at her again. “You’re enjoying this way too much.”

“Maybe.” She released him just long enough to shade the heavy curve on the paper, then wrapped her fingers around the shaft once more, giving it a lazy pump. “You’re the one who’s still hard for me. Don’t pretend you’re not enjoying it too.”

A low laugh escaped him, half-strained. “Hard to pretend when you’ve got your hand on it… and you just had your mouth on it.”

Bella’s cheeks flushed deeper, but she didn’t stop. She alternated between drawing and stroking; charcoal, then warm fingers sliding over the slick skin, charcoal again. The teasing stayed soft, almost playful, even as the air between them grew heavier.

“You’re bigger than I expected, by the way” she said quietly while her hand worked him. “Even when you were soft I could tell it was huge, but not like this…” She gave a firmer stroke and watched his hips shift. “It’s a lot.”

Alex’s voice dropped. “And you’re sitting there naked, drawing my cock like it’s just another assignment. You’re so horny, Bella.”

She smiled without looking up, the charcoal moving in precise, hungry lines while her other hand kept him throbbing and fully hard.

“Maybe,” she answered. “But you’re still letting me.”