Those Damn Eyes

Your eyes, angel. Those damn eyes. Beautiful, bewitching, seemingly bottomless. They are my obsession. Constantly on my mind. Thinking of how they look when you are on your knees, looking up at me as you slowly lick a bead of precum from the tip of my cock. How you smirk, knowing how wild it drives me to see that string of saliva and precum stretching from your tongue to my cock.

Those damn eyes and how they water when I push myself to the back of your throat. When I push you to your limit. When I take what I need from you. Sliding in and out, slowly at first, gently fucking your mouth. Then picking up speed, roughly and deeply using your mouth.

Those damn eyes and how knowing and satisfied they look when you feel my body tense up when I feel you take me over the edge. When I fill your mouth. When you open your mouth, showing me how much you made me cum before swallowing every drop.

Those damn eyes and the feral look they get when my fingers slide inside you. How wide they get when I hook them to rub that sensitive spot on the front wall of your wet, tight, needy, and desperate pussy. When my thumb begins to massage your clit.

Those damn eyes and how glazed they get when your orgasm begins to crest. When your pussy clenches around my fingers. When you make a beautiful, delicious mess as you gush, soaking my hand and the sheets.

Those damn eyes and the passionate look they get, looking up at me as I slide inside you. Your pussy tighter and wetter than ever after your orgasm. As I slowly thrust in and out of you. As our orgasms begin to build again. As we barrel over the edge together.

Those damn eyes and the tender, loving look they get when you are wrapped up in my arms, my thumb gently stroking your cheek. When my hand is running through your hair. When I kiss your forehead. When I kiss the tip of your nose. When I whisper "My good girl."