Page 91 of Unleashed

Simone hugs my neck, and I feel her shiver beneath me. “Don’t.” She rocks her hips away and then pushes back into me. “We’re trapped together. I don’t want to fight. I just want to be...”

I squeeze my eyes shut as I try to hear what Simone is saying and restrain myself from fucking the hell out of her. “Be what?”

Simone buries her face into the crook of my neck, and when she bites me, I yell, “Fuck!” and slam into her.

“Oh, God,” she moans before biting me again. Her open legs close and hug me. In the makeup mirror on her desk, the light outside highlights our reflection, and I see our joined hips see-sawing together. Simone grips my ass, holding up her hips for me to plunge deeper.

I don’t bother being quiet when she glances at what I’m looking at in the mirror. “I love watching us screw. We’re so goddamn hot together.” But after I say that out loud, I wince and hope she didn’t hear me.

Simone closes her eyes and moans. I reach down and slide my hand beneath her ass and hold her. “Finger your clit.” Without hesitating, Simone slides her hand to her clit and rubs it, but not like she’s into it. She sighs, and as I near the point of no refund, I groan, “Jesus Christ. I’m close to coming already.”

Simone’s breathing shallows as she grows wetter around my sliding shaft. But she drops her hand from her clit as the end slams into me. I groan, “Shit,” and yank my hips off hers, and even before I grab my dick, it spurts creamy cords all over her heaving tits and gold dress.

Though I didn’t feel her come, Simone closes her knees as if closing shop. I sit back on my knees, and we catch our breaths as we stare at each other.

The TV in the guest room blares, but our hammering hearts are louder. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand as I watch the whitish streaks dripping down Simone’s tits.

“What?” she asks, running her hand over it, assessing the mess. She’s still so fucking pretty.

Right. She looks like a cracked-out ogre.

Still, I crawl back over her with a smirk. “Sorry about your dress.”

She shrugs and bites the corner of her lip. Her blue eyes drop to my throat, and she reaches up to touch the tender spot on my neck and trails her fingers over my sensitive skin. She then drops her hand to her chest and drags her fingers over her tit, scooping up some of my jizz. The street light makes it glow like hot candle wax between her fingers. It looks sort of magical, and that’s kind of fucked up. I saw no part of me as captivating or charming, but sometimes Simone makes me feel like a god. Even though she sees me as a loser.

Scraping my cum off her nipple, I bring it to her mouth and swipe my fingers over her bottom lip. While my fingers hover in front of her, she purses her lips, making them glisten with me, and my resting dick twitches over her stomach. Simone looks into my eyes as she sucks my fingers into her mouth. Her tongue is hot on my skin and frantic with each lick. I moan, watching her. When I know she’s eaten all I’d given her, I pull out my fingers and swipe more from her dress. This time, she grabs my fingers and pushes them into her mouth like it’s her fucking lifeblood. I remember she told me she never swallows. But she did with me. Enthusiastically. And every damn time. Before her, I had never come into a woman’s mouth.

I cringe at the wall, thinking of that, but turn back to Simone, whose eyes close as she eats what I feed her.

But when I slip my fingers from her mouth this time, Simone swipes some from the valley between her tits. When she grins, it’s suspect. She then smears thick cum on my lips and giggles, but it enthralls her to see what I’ll do. I arch an eyebrow at her as I lick my lips. Her grin lights up the fucking room and reminds me why I...

Shaking my head, I lick all of myself off my lips. Simone dips her fingers into more, and this time, I open my mouth and suck on her fingers. She whispers, “That’s so fucking hot.”

I smirk. “I don’t taste so bad.” When I’ve licked all of it from her fingers, she slides them out, and I bend to lick myself off her tit, showing her white cream on my tongue with each slow lick.

She moans as I lick her tits clean, but swipe the rest onto my fingers and feed it to her. Simone whispers, “I need more.”

“Oh, I have so much more to give you, Garrison.”

Frowning, Simone reaches down and strokes my semi, and it looks like she wants to say something but doesn’t. The lightning bolts return, and I cock my head. “If you want more, come and get it.”

Surprising me, Simone slides further down the bed underneath me. Grabbing my dangling dick, Simone jacks me as she licks the tip. I groan and look behind me, seeing her legs dangling off the bed. She hooks her arms around my thighs, nudges my dick, and licks my balls. Her tongue dances over, under, and behind them. She opens her mouth wider, and I teabag her mouth as much as possible. She moans, vibrating my balls, and I stroke my dick. “Oh, yeah. It feels so fucking good.”

When her impatient tongue licks harder, I pull my balls out of her mouth and give her a few seconds before feeding her my erection. I watch her lick my shaft up and down. I pant with a laugh. “You know you’re eating yourself now, right?”

Simone hums a yes and sucks the tip as I look at the ceiling. “Goddamn. Your tongue. Son of a fuck.” In the mirror, I see myself straddling Simone’s head and bucking my hips in her face. Looking down at her, I tuck my hands under her head and lift until she gags. I pull out some, but she clings to my thighs, preventing me from going far. She coaxes me with her arms to keep thrusting. Her blue nail polish reminds me of Tansy’s hair, and I absently wonder why Simone wears blue when she always wears pink nail polish. I watch Simone draw me into her throat and then brush her lips over the tip. She used to kiss me there like that. I rasp, “Suck this cock. Yeah. Your mouth is so wet. I wanna flood it.” More than I’ve ever wanted to. I’m not only losing my load, but losing my mind.

She groans around my dick, and I thrust as I hold on to her head. Her pinned blonde hair unravels more, and I imagine running my hands through it or burying my nose into it. What is my malfunction? I’m getting sucked off and thinking of the damnedest shit.

When Simone licks underneath and around the head, I ditch whispering. “I’ll cream your throat if you keep doing that.”

Simone digs her nails into my thighs and nods, taking me as deep as possible into her mouth. She gags but keeps going.

“Fuck. I’m so...” She shakes her head, sucks harder, and tugs on my balls just the way I like it. I clutch her head and say, “Jesus Christ. I’m gonna jizz on your tongue.” My groans drown out her hums and moans. My dick jerks hard, shooting my orgasm into her mouth, but Simone swallows me like I’m giving her more sustenance. It’s hella weird and hotter than fuck.

When my wad wanes to a trickle, I try to pull out of her mouth, but Simone holds onto my dick like a career alcoholic at last call. Her loud swallows turn me on more, if that’s possible. She finally releases me and inhales a deep breath as she licks her lips. I scoot back, allowing her to move, but when she’s far enough up on the bed, I trap her legs.

She looks up at me, a little panicked, maybe. “What are you doing?”

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