Smoking his cigar

Lou Charmelle lives on her cigarettes. She lights them back to back, drags until the smoke sits heavy in her lungs, then exhales slow and full. Her lover wants her off them. She doesn’t see why, until he shows her what else she can pull between her lips. Instead of a slim cylinder of paper and tobacco, she finds herself working the thick length of his cock like it’s the only thing worth inhaling. She wraps her fingers around the base, takes him deep until her eyes water, then slides off to breathe and taste again. Every stroke ends with her lips closing tight, her cheeks drawing in, the same rhythm she uses on a filter. She swallows what he gives her and reaches for more, already hooked on the new habit.