Chapter 12 Don't Move

Daniel
I watch, amused as my little American stares at the ceiling, her lips forming a sexy 'O' shape and her thighs lightly shaking as the orgasm rips through her body. I didn't originally plan to let her find release. I wanted to watch her wriggle and struggle under my tongue as I brought her closer and closer to the edge, but never letting her jump off just as I felt, but in that moment I wanted to hear her scream. I wanted watch her come and I wanted to feel it on my tongue. My cock stiffens in my pants as I watch her tilt her head back and cry out. It's so loud, so primal, so fucking perfect. She's fucking perfect.
As she comes down from her high, I notice the wheels in her brain turning. She's clearly in deep thought, staring at the ceiling, refusing to look at me. Her chest and face are a pretty shade of pink and her breasts rise and fall as she takes deep breaths.