POV: I sucked him dry the second I got home

I came home from the club still buzzing, animal ears on and that tight pink bodysuit clinging to every curve. He was waiting, cock already hard, so I dropped to my knees on the bed and took him deep. Eyes closed, I suck hard, throat working him while the city lights flicker through the rain-streaked window. His thick shaft pulses on my tongue and suddenly he's flooding my mouth, hot cum spurting everywhere. I moan around him, swallowing what I can as the rest drips down my face and tits, my needy little sounds mixing with the wet splatter on the sheets. This is exactly why I rushed back tonight.