Secret number soodam for colour please
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(Secret Number's Soodam X Male Reader) Wordcount: 978 words
The sun is dipping low over the beach as you, your girlfriend, and her sister Soodam settle into a small table on the open air deck of the seaside restaurant. Sea salt and sizzling grill aromas mingle in the warm breeze. Your girlfriend chats about her day as you lean back, soaking in the view of the waves glinting gold.
Soodam watches you with quiet intensity. All evening, you’ve caught her eyes and you’ve felt your pulse quicken every time she smiled. But you’re with her sister, and you’d never let yourself imagine what might happen between you and Soodam… until now.
Your girlfriend excuses herself to the restroom, laughing as she stands up.
“Be right back.”
She says, tossing you a wink. You wave and turn your attention back to your steak. Almost instantly, you feel a soft pressure at your ankle.
You glance down…and there’s Soodam. Her dark hair brushes your shin. Her fingertips graze up the inside of your calf, then your thigh, light as sea spray and twice as electrifying. She finds the button of your slacks and pops it open with ease, knuckle brushing the hard line of your cock. A muted gasp slips from her as she eases down the zipper and frees you. Larger and hotter than she’d dared imagine during all those nights listening outside her sister’s door. She stops for a moment, lips parting in a tiny, mischievous smile.
Soodam wraps her fist around your base, testing the weight. Her thumb strokes the sensitive vein underneath. You throb in her grip. The distant hush of surf and clink of silverware feel miles away when her breath ghosts over you, soft and warm. Her lips part. Tongue flicks out to taste the tip. The shock of wet heat nearly buckles your knees. You sit frozen, fork halfway to your mouth, as her hand begins to ease itself up and down your length in long, lazy strokes. She gives a gentle squeeze, eyes fluttering up to yours.
“I’ve wanted this…so badly.”
You hear your girlfriend’s heels click on the wooden floor toward the restroom in the middle of the restaurant’s chatter. It’s too late to stop what’s happening, and you don’t want to.
She seals her mouth around you, making you focus on her again. She takes your cock slowly at first, savoring the feeling of its girth stretching her lips. Her cheeks hollow. Her tongue presses against your skin, flattening along the underside. Her hand twists in a counter rhythm. The contrast, silky mouth, firm fingers, makes your pulse drum in your ears. Each time she slides down farther, her nose nudges against your shirt. You swear the entire deck can hear the ragged exhale you fight to contain as your hands grip the edge of the table.
She pauses, head bowed, then straightens with wide eyes as she realizes just how big you are. Her breath hitches, and she looks up at you, cheeks hollowed around your shaft.
“Gosh, I had no idea…”
Her tongue flicks out, wet and bold, driving you further toward forbidden pleasure. She only teases the tip, then takes you deeper again. You choke back a moan. Your girlfriend would kill you if she knew, but right now, the only thing you care about is Soodam’s mouth. Every slick slide of her lips makes your heart thunder. She sets a cruel pace: glide down, seal tight, sweep back up with a soft slurp that vibrates along every one of your nerves. Her free hand pets your thigh, coaxing your hips forward without a word. When you risk a glance around, every other diner is lost in conversation, oblivious to the storm beneath your table. Heat ripples through you. You grip the edge of the chair harder, knuckles white, pretending to study the horizon while Soodam works you deeper each pass. Her lashes flutter every time she sinks to her limit.
She glances up at you, her face partially covered by her hair, before diving down again. Deep and steady she goes, her small hand smoothing the base as her mouth works you with surprising skill. She moans, a low, needy hum that pulses straight through your core, and starts bobbing faster than before, saliva slicking every glide up and down. The world narrows to the soft suck of her lips and the swirl of her tongue as she milks you with the desire to show you how much better she gives head, compared to her sister. Your breath fractures. She senses it and tightens her grip, thumb stroking the spot that makes your vision spark.
You tilt your head back, your pulse pounding, every second now building toward your orgasm.
In the distance, you hear the restroom door swing, but your mind is too fogged up to register its meaning. Your girlfriend hasn’t noticed anything yet, but she’s already on her way back.
Soodam’s lips tighten around you in a final, determined swirl. You groan, hips jerking, and she takes it as her cue to hollow her cheeks and swirl her tongue under the head. You can’t hold back any longer.
“Fuck-Soo-”
You cum with a shudder, warm and fast, filling her mouth. She gasps around you, swallowing down every drop she can, her throat trembling as she takes it all. When your heartbeat slows, she pulls back. You manage to hand her a napkin. Soodam wipes off the remaining traces of your cum from her mouth and lets out a soft, triumphant laugh. She slides out from under the table, straightens her skirt, and meets your eyes with a satisfied glint.
“Why don’t you sleep in my bed tonight?”
Your girlfriend returns, before you can answer, smiling and unsuspecting. She slides back into her seat beside you as Soodam smoothes her hair as though nothing happened. Her seductive gaze answers her question for you.
