C8 Sex and the city.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair, steadying me. “Fuck…” I felt him tense under me, braced myself for him to come in my mouth, but he let out a low laugh. Then he gently pushed my head away.

“I want to make sure you come first.”He kissed my forehead and pulled a condom from his pocket. Then he looked into my eyes as he rolled it on. Grabbing my wrist, he pulled me completely over to his side