conversation: 4 A.M.

My hand rests on his cock. His hand is between my legs. Not really doing anything, just there to provide a little warmth.

I ask him: "So what do you think about oral sex?"

His smile glows in the dark. "What about it?"

"Do you prefer giving or receiving?"

Shrug. "It depends on the person. Both, I guess."

"Unusual. Most guys like to receive more than give." My hand circles him tighter.

"Every guy is different. I like to please. I like being pleased. Given the choice between sucking and fucking, I'll take fucking. But I'm not going to turn down a blowjob."

"And do you want one right now?"

"Only if you want..."

I grip him in my hand. Tight. "Well, do you?"

"It's what you want. Only if you want a dick in your mouth."

I grin and descend towards him. He disappears into the tight O of my lips. I forget about the slow tease and milk him with my mouth. It doesn't take long for him to come. After I catch my breath, I dab at the corner of my lips with a tissue. Dirty and dainty, all wrapped in one.

I rest my head on his heaving chest. "So do you prefer giving or receiving?"

His deep laughter gives me the answer.