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Preview from chapter one
All characters are over 18.
David sat at the kitchen table scrolling through his phone, finishing the breakfast Eva had prepared before he woke. His coffee was still hot, black with no sugar, exactly how he liked it. He glanced at the clock on the wall—7:30 AM. Time to get ready for work, though he wasn't in any particular hurry. The day stretched ahead of him, predictable in its routines.
Eva stirred in the bedroom, the blankets sliding down to expose the curve of her hip and the swell of her breasts. David watched from the doorway as she stretched, her nipples hardening in the cool morning air. She blinked slowly, her eyes adjusting to the light. "Morning," she mumbled, sitting up and running a hand through her tangled blonde hair. "I'll make you another coffee."
"You already did," David said, stepping into the room. He reached down and squeezed her breast, feeling the weight of it in his palm. Eva gasped softly, her body responding instantly to his touch. "But I'll take something else instead." He unbuttoned his jeans, letting them fall to the floor. His cock sprang free, already half-hard. "Get on your knees."
Eva slid off the bed without hesitation, her bare knees pressing into the cool hardwood floor. She looked up at him with wide, expectant eyes. "Please," she whispered, "I need to taste you." Her hands rested on her thighs, fingers trembling slightly with anticipation. David could see the pulse beating in her throat, the way her breathing had quickened. He loved watching her like this—eager, submissive, completely focused on pleasing him.
"Open wide," David commanded, guiding his cock to her lips. Eva's mouth opened obediently, her tongue darting out to taste the tip. David groaned as she took him deeper, her lips stretching around his thickness. Her cheeks hollowed as she began to suck, her movements practiced and enthusiastic. He tangled his fingers in her hair, controlling the rhythm, pushing deeper until she gagged slightly. Tears welled in her eyes, but she didn't pull back. David knew she loved it—the way he used her mouth, the slight discomfort that always edged into pleasure for her. His hips began to move faster, fucking her face with short, sharp thrusts.
Eva's hands moved from her thighs to her breasts, squeezing them through the thin fabric of her nightgown. Her nipples were hard points against the cotton. David watched her touch herself while she sucked him, her fingers pinching and twisting. He could feel the pressure building in his balls, the familiar tightening that signaled release. "Fuck, I'm going to cum," he grunted, holding her head still as he thrust deep into her throat. Eva moaned around his cock, her body shuddering as her own orgasm hit her. David pulled back just enough to spray thick ropes of cum across her face and tits, marking her as his.