Alyssa

He is still sound asleep next to me. I smile and take him in for a moment. He is so damn peaceful. I expected Wyatt to be up already, but to my surprise, he’s not. He looks peaceful. I check the time; his alarm is due to go off soon. Maybe I should wake him up first. I smirk as an idea comes to mind.

I quietly climb out of bed to freshen up in the bathroom before returning. He is still asleep. I switch the alarm off and climb back into bed. I lift the covers and slip under them. I trace my lips over Wyatt’s bare chest and down his stomach. He groans at the contact. I smirk against him. I hook my fingers in the band of his flannel bottoms. He lifts his hips and allows me to remove them swiftly and toss them away. His morning excitement comes into view.

Wyatt lifts his head. “What are you doing, kitten?”

“Keeping your promise to suck my cock.” He replies with a smirk.

“Yes. I always keep my promises, handsome,” I say and stroke his cock.

He groans loudly and pulsates against my fingers. “Then get to it. I don’t have all morning.” He chuckles and pushes my head down. He is the only one I would let get away with doing that to me.

I stroke the base and circle my tongue on the tip. Wyatt’s fingers entangle in my hair.

“Alyssa, take me in your mouth.” He demands.

He is so impatient. I run my tongue along his shaft before taking the tip into my mouth, inching him in slowly. He groans, but more due to frustration than pleasure.

“Not the time to tease me, baby girl. Not since it has been a few days.” He warns. It has been weeks, not only a few days—my addicted boyfriend, Dom. The man can barely handle going without it for a day. I step closer and take him all the way in, his tip at my throat. I moan against him, causing vibrations to run through him. His hold on my hair tightens.

“I have missed your pretty little mouth around my cock.” He groans.

I respond with a nod and focus on what I am doing. I work him in and out of my mouth. I have missed doing this. Maybe he isn’t the only one addicted. I pick up my pace and clasp his balls in my hands, massaging them.

“Tuck, you take my cock so well, kitten.” He pants.

I remove him from my mouth, only to explore his cock with my tongue, cleaning the pre-come before taking him deeper back into my mouth. Thankfully, I have gotten used to handling his size. I lick my lip and take him back in. He walls his hips, pushing himself against me. I work my head to the motion of his thrusts. His breathing is getting heavier, and sweat beads across his body. I love what I can do to his body. His eyes are closed, and his head is tilted back.

I smirk at the view. It won’t take long to bring him over the edge. I am eager for a taste of his cum. I manage a strained yes, I give him my all. His cock throbs in my mouth. He cries out and empties himself inside me. I’m enjoying it, too. I can feel the heat rushing through his body as his back arches and he pants. He comes to his end, the room shaking with the force of it.