What would be the first thing you say if I randomly sucked your cock?

The question hangs in the air before you even register what's happening — warm mouth, no warning, no negotiation. Your hand moves instinctively to her hair, fingers tightening before your brain catches up.

Words dissolve. Whatever clever response you rehearsed in your head evaporates the moment pressure builds and rhythm takes over. Her eyes lift, watching you unravel in real time, thoroughly entertained by your sudden loss of vocabulary.

The honest answer? Nothing coherent. A sharp exhale, maybe your own name spoken like a question. She already knows — that silence says everything she wanted to hear.