Andrew didn’t hesitate. He pulled out almost immediately, spinning her around to face him again before lifting her to her knees. With her back against the headboard, he positioned himself in front of her, his cock glistening with her arousal. Molly wasted no time, taking him eagerly into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his throbbing tip.
Andrew cursed, his hands tangling in her hair as he thrust into her mouth with short, sharp movements. She could feel him pulsing against her tongue, the soft wet heat of her deep throat driving him wild. His grip tightened, his hips moving faster, his moans filling the room.
With one final, shuddering push, Andrew came hard, his release spilling down her throat. Molly swallowed eagerly, savoring the taste of him, the feel of him inside her mouth. She leaned back slightly, allowing him to see the way her lips glistened with his release before running her tongue along them.
Andrew groaned, his body still trembling from the force of his orgasm. He collapsed onto the bed beside her, pulling her into his arms as they both struggled to catch their breath.
“I guess you finally got your revenge,” he teased, kissing her temple softly.
Molly smirked, nestling against him. “And I’d choose revenge like that any day.”
Molly nodded frantically, her body trembling as another orgasm built inside her. Andrew’s thrusts grew faster, harder, his breathing ragged as he chased his own release. She could feel him swelling inside her, know that he was close.
“Andrew, I want you to cum in my mouth,” she panted, her words a desperate plea.