On my knees in the hallway sucking him deep

I dropped to my knees the second he closed the front door, still in my black top, heart racing because I couldn't wait another minute. My mouth waters as I take him deep, eyes rolling back while I suck and swirl my tongue, moaning around his thickness right there in the hallway. I bob faster, spit dripping down my chin, desperate to feel him throb. My hand reaches up, stroking what my lips can't reach, owning every inch because this is exactly why I rushed home today — to worship him until he fills my throat.