Silvia Davis POV
"I have a lot of desires, if we take that into account," I replied, teasingly tracing the zipper with my tongue, inching closer to the hardness beneath the fabric.
Where's the excitement in a standard blow job? It's all about anticipation, isn't it?
"You're turning into quite the greedy one, Little Mouse, not that I'm complaining," Alex remarked, his fingers entwining in my hair.
"Not when it's you who has me on my knees, even with my ankle in a cast," I retorted.
"I'm sorry for that, truly. It pains me every time I see your ankle," Alex said with guilt, his fingers running gently through my hair.
"No need to apologize; I'm thoroughly enjoying the sensation of your touch," I chuckled, slowly pulling down the zipper until it reached the end.
As my lips brushed agains
