I stopped, for a moment, outside the door, before turning the key and the knob. I knew what was going to be waiting for me. I was looking forward to it. I took a moment to breathe, and savor, before I went inside. I felt my cock start to harden.
When I opened the door and looked in, she was right where I expected her.
Knelt on the floor before me, her eyes tilted down, I couldn't help admiring her supple, porcelain-like skin, straight shoulder length black hair, narrow hips, and smooth curves. Her breasts were perfect: firm round handfuls, with dark nipples just right for rolling between my fingers until she writhed in pleasure-- not right now though.
Tonight was about my cock, and it's pleasure.
"Mmmm. Good girl." I remarked.
I saw a shiver of pleasure ripple through her at my words.
"Such a good girl for me. So beautiful. So obedient. So ready for me. Just how I like you.
Good girl."
I reached out and stroked a few strands of hair near her temple, pressing with my fingers ever so slightly so that she was encouraged to look up at me.
Brown eyes gazed adoringly--obediently-- at me under thick dark lashes, and her pink tongue darted out over plump lips, telling me just how much she wanted this too. As I stared down at her hungrily, I could see her eyes widen, and her heartbeat speeding up in anticipation.
"Good girl"
I slid my finger slowly down her jawline, reveling in the soft feel of her, and tilting her face up towards me even more. Her eyes dilated hungrily taking me in as I gripped her chin gently, holding her gaze.
As I slid my thumb up to tug on her lower lip, her breath caught in her throat.
She knew what was coming.
She wanted it.
I left her looking up at me and moved my hands away to unbuckle my belt.
Unzip my pants.
Reach in and feel my hardening cock.
It felt amazing, growing harder in anticipation as my hand reached in, took it out, and stroked it a few times, looking down at her.
Her mouth opened and she licked her lips hungrily.
Good girl.
I stepped out of my pants and widened my stance, gripping the base of my now-hard and thick 9 inch cock I loved the feeling of stroking it, feeling its thick veins pulsing, ready.
"Open your mouth," I said.
A good girl, she did just what she was told. Opening her mouth slightly, just enough to invite me in. Her tongue out just a bit, inviting me to use her for my pleasure.
What a good girl.
Finally, I gave her what I knew she craved, holding my hard cock while I placed it at the entrance to her sweet mouth. Her tongue darted out and licked the bead of precum, and I heard her moan in almost subconcous pleasure at the taste and the feeling of my cock in her mouth.