He thinks it is a selfless act, one just for him; however his pleasure is also my pleasure, and this is what if feels like to be the woman who enjoys giving.
I love having my face so close to his cock. Every sense of mine absorbing every beautiful inch of him. I inhale deeply as I kiss the soft skin of his inner thigh, feeling his muscles tense and twitch beneath me and I smile to myself and then lift my eyes to meet his gaze. The still fresh smell of soap on his skin, mixed with his own slightly salty scent is so uniquely him there is nothing else like it. His skin is hot and sensitive, every hair on end, as if reaching out to me, trying to be the next to be touched. My kisses are so soft, barely there leaving no visible trace reaching his belly I move across and down the other side, allowing my naked nipples to brush gently against the insides of his legs as I do so, I watch as his hand grips the sheet next to him.
I pause, then slowly I begin going back up his leg, this time with the tip of my tongue, tiny circular motions, with just a little bit of pressure. As I reach his balls I nuzzle them with my nose first before running my tongue across them, flattening it out and allowing the wetness from my mouth to spread and cover them. I can hear his breathing change now, the anticipation building tangible in the air around us. I place my lips, parted over the silky skin and suck the delicate ball into my mouth, allowing my tongue to tickle and play with the now stretched skin inside my mouth as I hold it in place between my lips; and release. He lets a gasp escape his lips and our eyes meet, his darkening with desire as mine disappear beneath my lashes once again to focus on the other side. I bring my hands up, one to sit on his hip, the other to gently take the base of his cock and begin rubbing up and down and I hold him in my mouth once again. I dig my nails gently into the delicate skin of his hip as he tense beneath me and moan softly against him.
As I let go with my mouth the skin of his sack glistens in front of me, I run my tongue across them again as I increase my stroke on his shaft with my hand, he tastes so good, like his smell, it is unique to him, perfect and I could consume him all day. I look up and see he is laying head back, not watching me, arms out to the sides, his chest rising and falling in deep, hungry breaths, focused on the feeling. In that moment I change my focus.
Shifting my weight slightly I position myself above him and just touch the very tip of his cock with the very tip of my tongue, he gasps and lifts his head to look me in the eye, my eyes smile back as I close my lips around the tip and suck. I only suck the end and very, very gently, my tongue mimicking what you do to my nipples that I love so much, round and round and back and forth, the speed and intensity increasing, until I decide I need to feel you slide further in. And it is a need, to feel the silky smooth skin of your cock against my wet tongue as my head sinks into your lap. I suck in as much as I can before coming back up, sliding up and down my hand completing the action until you are groaning and your hips are moving beneath me, thrusting at my face as I try to take more of you in.