I Want You, Simon

Chapter 21

Simon can barely keep his head up from the intense amount of pleasure he was experiencing, but he managed to lean it down into her direction.

"Open your eyes," she commands him, his eyes fluttering open "That's right," she starts moving her hands up and down again "Look at Mommy." She smirks and places it back into her mouth, looking up int Simon's eyes all the while.

Simon just couldn't take it, the vast amount of pleasure that he was experiencing, added to looking into her beautiful eyes on her beautiful face, he closed his eyes. The sensation stops. He opens his eyes to see her staring at him with pursed lips

"Look at me or I'll stop." She says with confidence and authority. She starts again, and he looks into her eyes. He just couldn't take it anymore, he just had to- "Cum for Mommy,"

Before he could even process that comment, he just let it go and finished, right into Samira's mouth. He didn't mean to get it into her mouth, and was so embarrassed that he did. His face was so flush, but when he looked forward, he saw her slowly stand in front of him and pointedly swallow, while looking him directly in his eyes.

All he could do was just stare at her in awe. She wiped her mouth with a tissue and side-eyed him with a smile and no words, and walked into a different room, leaving him there with his pants still down and his 'member' still hanging out.

"Wait!" He called after her, tripping over his pants, trying to rush and follow her into the next room.

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"Hey Dr. Petrikov," Samira calls out playfully. Her boyfriend turns in response. "Have you ever studied these ancient artifacts?" She grabs her boobs jokingly and laughs.

Simon walks towards her "You know I don't think I have," he looks pretend serious as he grabs her and places her on the couch facing upwards with her laughing all the while.

He climbs on top of her after grabbing a magnifying glass from his shelf.

"Hmm, let me just inspect these" he puts the magnifier on her chest and tickles her by her waist. She's laughing uncontrollably, while he scans around her cleavage. "Why, this is something I've never seen before!" He comments in fake shock "these might require further inspection," he places the magnifying glass on the back of the couch and feels up her sides, cupping her breasts playfully and jiggling them. Samire playfully pushes at him, laughing at the tickling touch. There was a moment, however, where they locked eyes and Simon's glasses began to slide off of his face. Samira takes her index finger and pushes up the spectacles, staring into the white eyes of the man wearing them, becoming entranced at the view. Simon lowers himself onto her, simply laying on her chest and holding each other, listening to each other's heart beat as it calms them and they share this simple moment with each other, the moment when Samira became sure.

The next afternoon Simon is washing the dishes and Samira is sitting on the couch. She grows lonely and decided to accompany him in the kitchen. She walks up to her boyfriend and admires him from afar. When he notices, he turns to her looking concerned that something may be wrong.

"Did I do something? Did I forget something?"

"No-"

"Is it because of me 'ghosting' you, as you say? Because I will spend the rest of my life making up for that

"No-"

"Just let me know what happened and I'll fix it-

"Simon!" She calls him "Stop!" He shuts his mouth and stares, finally quiet and waiting for what she has to say "You talk a lot. And sometimes you cut me off. When I talk, sometimes I just want you to listen." Simon stares at her, absorbing her words. "You can respond to that," She laughs a bit