Ian is the sun☀️

When Anthony finally decides to part his mouth from yours, you let out a gasp that quickly dissolves into a whimper when he focuses his attention on your neck, nibbling and sucking on the sensitive skin.

"F-Fuck… fuck, Anthony…!" You whimper out his name meekly.

He lets out an almost animalistic growl as your voice rose in pitch, nails sharply digging into you. He grabs hold of your arms firmly and tosses you on the couch before, once again, firmly kissing you, switching his attention between your neck and lips every couple of seconds.

"Ant… Anthony— mmf!" He cuts you off with another rough kiss that leaves you breathless.

During the countless kisses, Anthony tugs at the sleeves of your shirt, clearly frustrated by the layer of clothing blocking his way. Noticing this, you sit up slightly to allow him to pull it off of you in one sharp move, and in return, you end up pulling off his shirt.

You are only given a couple seconds to ogle at his tattoed arms and toned chest before he unclips your bra, leaving both of you topless. You two just spend a moment staring at each other, chests heaving, before racing to take each other's pants off, leaving you both in just your underwear.

Anthony slides your panties off and toss them to the side with the other clothes and does the same with his boxers, allowing his reddened, veiny cock to spring out from it's cage.

He cups it in his hand and gives it a couple of strokes, but his eyes are on you the whole time. He doesn't look away and just stares at you with such an intensity that is making you soaked down there.

All it takes is that fiery look from Anthony, and before you know it, you're on your knees, looking up at him, obediently waiting for your first command.

Anthony appears pleased by your behavior, he takes his hardened cock and waves it in front of your face. You lick your lips as you imagine putting your mouth around his perfect looking cock, but you don't act on it. You wait for his orders like the good girl you are.

Your boyfriend chuckles at your current state and runs it fingers through your hair, making you shiver. You're so desperate for any physical contact that his hand on top of your head causes you to bite your lip, holding back a whimper.

"Alright, gorgeous." Anthony croones with an amused expression. "Suck. I know you've been dying to taste me."

Now with the explicit permission, you enthusiastically dive towards his dick and start sucking. The feeling of his cock in your mouth is heavenly. As you suck, you glide your tongue over his veiny shaft, licking up as much of his pre cum as you can as if you found water in a desert.

As you do this, Anthony still has his hand on your head, but when you add in your tongue to the mix, Anthony involuntarily bucks his hips foward with a gasp, which only pushes his cock deeper into your mouth.

"Fuck, baby…" He moans and gasps as you work your magic. "I forgot how good you were with your tongue."

His praise combined with his sexy noises, causes your hand to inch towards your clit, but you stop just before you can touch yourself. No. You have to wait. You have to be a good girl and wait.

You whine quietly to yourself at the disappointing revelation, so you opt for slowly grinding against the floor in an attempt to try and gain any fraction.

Above you, Anthony goes from petting you to gripping your hair like a lifeline, causing you to gasp out painfully. But you don't object, of course you don't, because you both know that you are loving every second.

"Come on, baby…" Anthony grunts, using your hair to more effectively suck his cock. "I'm getting close! Go deeper, baby, come on, go deeper, I know you can do it! Make me cum and I promise you'll get your reward!" He's babbling at this point, but the promise of your reward motivates you.

As if getting to taste his cock wasn't motivation enough.

Every couple moments after bobbing for his dick, you feel sharp tugs of your hair and slightly gag. But through all of this, he's babbling praises to you, telling you how good you're taking his cock and how obedient you are. Until…

"Oh, fuck!" Anthony exclaims, letting go of your hair and quickly pulling out of your mouth. He aims his dick at your face before his hot cum shoots at you. Onto your face and into your mouth, the salty texture coating your tongue.

You're sure you have a dopey grin on your face, but Anthony doesn't seem to mind. He kneels down in front of you and wipes some cum off your face and tastes it himself. He makes a noise of contentment and cups your face.

"Good girl, taking my cock so well." He praises, and you immediately melt into his strong hands, your brain going mushy. You can barely think about anything else except for the person that's right in front of you. "You always do so well, and you always make me so proud. So obedient, and you never complain. Now, how about that reward?"

At the mention of your reward, you nod enthusiastically.

He gently trails his finger over your lips. "Use your words, baby."

"Yes. Yes, please, I need it."

Anthony laughs. "Eager, are we? Get on the couch and lie down."

You don't need to be told twice and immediately scramble onto the couch behind you and lie down.

Your boyfriend places a gentle hand on your thigh. "Spread your legs for me."

Once you spread your legs, Anthony sees your red, swollen clit. He dips a finger downward and traces your pussy, not quite giving you the stimulation you need. Now it's your turn to buck your hips with a whimper.

"Jesus, you're so wet for me." Anthony says. "My cock really makes you horny, huh?"

You nod. "Mhm."

For a moment, you feel a sense of dread take over you. There have been times where Anthony would make you repeat back phrases if you wanted a good fucking. God, you really hoped today wouldn't be one of those times, you don't know how much more teasing you can take.

Luckily, your boyfriend quells your worries and relents. "Since you've been so good for me today, I won't make you say anything. Just stay there and let me take care of you."

He leans down and gives your pussy a slow lick. You throw your head back and moan loudly. You've been waiting for this all day.

You feel Anthony smile against your pussy. You can't help but flinch every time he places a featherlight kiss on your inner thighs. Each one so delicate that it sends a shiver down your spine.

You can feel Anthony's breath just inches away from your throbbing pussy, your chest tightens in anticipation and you grip a nearby pillow.

Then, after what felt like hours but what was probably just a couple seconds, Anthony finally puts his mouth on your clit.

Every suck and every lick has you seeing stars, you throw your head back and let out every moan and whine you've been holding back for the whole evening, finally being able to let out all these noises after so long is heavenly.

Anthony flicks his tongue in every direction he can manage, which always quickly encompanied by a gasp from you. He is gripping your thighs so tightly that you'd be surprised if it didn't leave marks by tomorrow. You can hear him licking up any and all of your juices that come from your arousal, much like how you were doing with him.

"Ant. Anthony, I'm- shit!" He cuts you off with a couple more flicks of the tongue that sends you closer and closer over the edge. You can tell he knew what you were trying to say, but that didn't deter him. It never does, it only ever encourages him, his prime goal simply being to make you feel good.

You then become overcome with a fierce orgasm. Your body tenses up and shivers as you moan out to Anthony and swear between stuttering breaths.

During your orgasm, Anthony is still down there, licking up all he can. When your orgasm is finished, he lifts his head and crawls on top of you. Even with how dazed you are, you can still make out the cum splattered all over Anthony's face. You swipe some off his face and stick it in your mouth, relishing the saltiness of how you taste.

Anthony looks at you softly. "I think we both need a shower."

At his bluntness, you can't help but laugh. "You think? I don't think we can eat all this cum ourselves." You joke.

He begins to laugh with you and pulls you in for a much softer kiss, very different than when you two first stumbled into the apartment an hour or so ago.