Mouthful

"You're staring again."

Dahyun is on her knees, looking up at you with a smile. The black choker around her neck bobs as she talks, and fuck you really can't help but stare at it.

"Can you blame me?"

"Not really." She walks her hand up your thigh, fingers tracing over the bulge straining inside your jeans. "But we both know you didn't come here to just stare at me."

"You're right, I'm here for your fantastic personality and pretty face."

"Sweet talker."

She makes quick work of your belt and moves on to your fly and button. Your cock springs free and she wraps her hand around it, stroking slowly.

"Someone's excited," she teases, thumb swiping over the head. You're already leaking.

"Your fault."

"I know." She leans in, tongue flicking out to taste the precum beading at your tip. "I'm very good at this."

She is. Entirely too fucking good. If it were anyone else you'd rag on them for their ego, but Dahyun's oral skills are something you really can't refute.

Her tongue traces along the underside of your cock before she takes you into her mouth. She starts slow, working her way down inch by inch until you hit the back of her throat.

She doesn't gag. Just looks up at you with those dark eyes and keeps going. Holding eye contact all the while.

"Fuck, Dahyun—"

She hums around your cock and the vibration makes your hips jerk. Her hands move to your thighs, holding you steady, and then she pulls back, lips dragging along your length.

"You really going to make me do all the work?" She pouts slightly, batting her eyelashes up at you.

Christ.

Your hand finds the back of her head, threading through her hair. She opens her mouth wider, tongue out, waiting.

You thrust forward and she takes you with ease. Her throat contracts around you and spit starts dripping down her chin, but she doesn't pull away. Just keeps looking up at you like this is exactly what she wanted.

You set a rhythm, fucking her mouth while she makes these obscene wet sounds that echo through the room. Tears gather at the corners of her eyes but she's not stopping you. If anything, she's pulling you deeper.

That choker shifts with every thrust, pressing into her skin. You can see your cock bulging in her throat, can feel how tight it is when you bottom out.

"Fuck, you look so good like this." Your voice comes out rough.

She pulls off with a gasp, spit connecting her lips to your cock in thick strands. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"I know." She strokes you with her spit-slicked hand. "Now hurry up and fuck my throat harder, I want you to cum all over my face."

Your brain short circuits. You feel it's probably warranted this time, because holy shit.

She takes you back into her mouth, deeper this time. You tighten your grip in her hair and fuck her throat harder. She's drooling now, making a complete mess, and the sounds are filthy. Gagging and slurping mixing with your groans and the muffled whimpers escaping her currently occupied mouth.

You're getting close. Electricity beginning to run up and down your spine.

"Dahyun, I'm—"

She pulls off, hand immediately wrapping around your cock. She jerks you fast, wrist twisting right at the perfect point making you nearly black out.

"Cum for me," she breathes, keeping her face close. "Come on baby, I know you want to. Paint my fucking face with your fat fucking load."

That does it.

You groan as you explode, painting her pretty face with thick ropes of cum. It hits her cheeks, her lips, right across that cute nose. She keeps stroking you through it, milking every last drop until you're twitching in her hand.

When you finally catch your breath, she's smiling up at you. Cum dripping down her face, black choker still perfectly in place.

"Good?" she asks.

You can only nod, speechless.