Disappointment is an understatement of how I felt loosing his lips from my gaze, for them to instead find my neck.
However, that displeasure was gone almost instantly, when he started to move his tongue down, down, until he was on his knees breathing upon my...

Pleasure flooded through my body, he felt so good. We only did this once before and suddenly it's like he knows exactly what I need and how I need it.

His lips were so soft, so firm, so... Malfoy. His mouth seemed to only exist for me. My hands found their way to his hair, full of product, but that didn't matter. Feeling his head move was all I needed to drive me over, it took all my strength not to scream when my body eventually released itself into him.

I was ashamed it didn't take so long, but he didn't seem to care. Malfoy just swallowed looked up at me with a signature smirk and slowly started to rise.
Seeing him down there, mouth red and swollen, eyes stormy and blown out, his cheeks flushed and hair sticking up... it made my cock start to twitch all over again.
"Good boy. Nice and quiet." He whispered, his voice deep and horse. Oh Merlin.

"What's next Malfoy?" I tried to sound confident like he did as he stood straight, eyes boring down into my own. I didn't succeed, my voice trembled and cracked on his name.
He just laughed and flipped me, so my torso was pressed flat against the cold tiles.

He started to kiss the back of my neck, teeth starting to scrape lightly against the sensitive skin. Once again I was forced to think of what those lips, that just did the most attractive thing to my dick, would feel against my own mouth. What they would be able to do to my lips, how they would feel....
He began grinding his dick between my cheeks, driving my thoughts back to the current situation.

Fingers started to make their way inside, stretching a hole that was still burning from last night. This time I had to let out a loud groan, remembering the pure bliss.
I want to face him. I want to kiss him.

His body was strong, close, his fingers matching the movements of his tongue.

Once again I felt him go to his knees, his mouth now replacing his fingers.

This was everything I craved.
A hot wet poking tongue started dancing inside of me, stretching, fucking me again orally, pushing my dick to being harder than before.