His eyes widen as he lets out a heavy sigh, turning his head to look her with a pleading expression. "You can't say things like that because then I'll start coming home and totally expecting that and it'll just make me spoiled." He looks back up at the ceiling for a moment, dwelling briefly on the fact that they're talking about 'home like they share one and hell, they practically do with how often they're at each other's places on a daily basis. But now's not really the time to really dig into that, he thinks, not when she's just given him an amazing blow job and she still needs taking care of.

He slides his hand from her ass up her back and curls his fingers into her hair. "Of course, I could always just return the favor." He gingerly gets to his knees, cock still sensitive from release, and rolls her onto her back so he's straddling her. He leans down to swirl his tongue over her nipple, rubbing over the other with his palm. He takes her breast in his mouth, sucking lightly as he gasps softly when he grinds his cock against her. He inches his way further down her body until he's between her legs and nudges her thighs open. He kisses down one thigh until coming oh-so-close to her clit before doing the same to the other. He wants to make her feel as good as she's made him, wants to taste her again, wants to make her come again. He can't help but moan as he digs his fingers into her hips and pushes into her with his tongue.