Even Eric's gentlemanliness had its limits: he pushed into her, his hips twitching. Amber opened her mouth wider and spread her knees for greater stability, ready and eager. Her heart raced. He'd gone over the edge and he'd take exactly what he wanted from her. He'd fuck her mouth. But the seconds passed and he did no more than lean further into the dresser.

Amber pursed her lips, more out of frustration than intention to stimulate his cock. She'd have to up the stakes and make Eric to lose control. Him calling out her name and his assorted ridiculous endearments might have been enough a few minutes ago, but she was wet and horny and she wanted to see him give in to his lust. It’d be so fucking hot, if he’d just cooperate. But it wouldn’t be difficult to get Eric there. Even if his shudders weren't indicative enough, Amber knew from experience what unraveled him.

She drew back, lips tight and tongue swirling along the thick vein pulsating underneath his dick, til she reached his full, round head. Much as she loved how freaking long Eric was, it did mean she could never take his whole dick into her mouth. No matter. She had ways around that. Her right hand grasped the base of his dick, light at first, going back and forth. Amber quickened the pace together with her mouth's movements, working over the tip of Eric's dick with her tongue and lips, her head bobbing. Before long she was slurping, her hand a blur. Her left hand curved over his ass and shoved him towards her. Come on, Amber urged in her mind. Fuck me. Come for me.