Alessandra & Pedro Shorts

Willow Lane

Pedro stood up with a groan, the rag falling to the ground, his knees creaking, and he shuffled to the table to retrieve the phone. I watched him as he answered the call and pressed the phone to his ear, a hand on his hip. "Yeah," he said. He didn't look at me while he listened to the person speak on the other end of the line. "Well, I gotta deadline to make by the 20th."

Work call, ugh. My eyes wandered over Pedro, taking in the way he stood with one knee slightly bent out, his brows furrowed, the way he chewed the inside of his cheek as he listened, the timbre in his voice when we spoke. There were smears of oil and dirt on his pants from his earlier work on a car engine, but it only added to the sexiness of his overall rugged appearance. His flannel shirt was half untucked. Pedro turned around to face his body away from me and barked something about shipments into the phone. I stared at the seat of his pants hugging his ass and felt desire coiling in my belly.

I slinked over to where Pedro stood and, taking advantage of his distracted gaze, quickly sunk to my knees infront of him. I reached up and tugged his belt undone. When he cleared his throat with a reproachful rumble, I stared up to see him glaring down at me with his serious brown eyes. I held his gaze while I finished unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants, my tongue darting out to lick my lips seductively. Pedro's chest rose as he inhaled a deep breath through his nostrils.

"Yeah, but that'll cost me extra," he grumbled into the phone and closed his eyes. I smirked to myself and unzipped him, then reached in to tug his underwear down just enough to free his cock. It was already semi hard and when I wrapped my hand around the shaft I heard a barely audible groan escape Pedro's mouth and then the warmth of his large palm coming to rest on the top of my head. I began to jerk his dick in slow, long strokes and marvelled at how quickly it became rock hard in my grip.

"If ya supply the mahogany for that next load," Pedro grunted, "then we can call it even."

I leaned in and pressed a wet kiss to the head of his cock, causing his hips to jerk forward slightly. His thick fingers tangled my hair into his fist. I gazed up at him and from his towering position above me, Pedro was staring back down at me with his brown eyes now intense with a mixture of hunger and desperation. His cock twitched and dribbled precum as I continued moving my fist up and down his length, my own desire beginning to trickle out into my underwear. I enveloped the head of his dick inbetween my lips and moaned as it slid over my tongue and towards the back of my throat. I kept my eyes fixed on Pedro for his reaction and placed a hand on his thigh to steady myself.

Pedro hissed lowly and screwed his eyes shut, seemingly willing himself to remain composed while still on the phonecall. He cleared his throat and hummed a few noises of acknowledgement to the caller, then mumbled something about tools and calibre of wood and Dave needin' a tax receipt.

I bobbed my head further down his shaft until his cock touched my throat and contracted around him, feeling the saliva accumulating in my mouth and a smug triumph in my belly at the way Pedro couldn't repress a shuddered breath. I pulled back and then bobbed again until his cock kissed my tonsils, Pedro's fingers gripping my hair tighter, his hips rocking back and forth gently. I repeated the movement, increasing the speed in which my mouth swallowed and deepthroated the fat head of his dick, making no effort at disguising the sound of my gagging.

"Gotta go, Marty." Pedro suddenly muttered into the phone. As soon as he had pressed the button on the screen to end the call, he let out a loud groan of pleasure. He tossed the phone back on the table. I pulled back and stroked him with my fist, his skin coated in my saliva and making a wet squelching sound. I peered up at him with a sly smile.

"Fuck baby," Pedro smirked down at me, voice thick with arousal, "whatcha doin' to me?"

"Wanted to taste you," I answered, my own voice husky from deep-throating him. I leaned in and gave the underside of his dick a long wet lick from his balls to the tip. Pedro groaned.