Page 17 of Crave You

Zander takes his hands off the wheel and unzips his jeans. He smiles at me. “It’s up to you,” he says.” And you can forget that blushing virgin act, I know you want this. How many times do I need to say it. I can feel your need, Leona. It’s practically killing you to hold it back So, don’t hold it back.

He strokes his bulge and says, “I’m a big boy, I can take it.”

I almost laugh, but choke on the bubble that rises in my chest. He is right. I do want to touch him, and to be in control of him — and his cock.

I reach down and slide my hand into his pants to release his cock which springs out of its confines at my touch. It is huge and hard. I moan at my hand’s first contact and I know I won’t be able to stop. I caress the length of it and he tips his head back in pleasure. I want to go down on him so badly.

I lean over and Zander bucks his hips up. His hard cock touches my lips. I can taste his salty musk and, before I can even make up my mind, I am opening my lips. I suck the tip of Zander’s cock into my mouth and swirl my tongue around the tip. It feels wonderful, and a guttural growl rises in my throat.

“All of it,” Zander commands.

I open my mouth wider and take as much of him as I can into my mouth, sucking and licking him. He tastes good and I’m working myself into a frenzy as I work on him. I fight off a terrible urge to actually bite him, the desire floods through my body, spinning me away from all reason.

After only a few minutes, he moves as if to take his cock away from me and says, “Slow down, I am going to cum, baby.”

“Good.” I smile as I throw myself further down on him, the tip of his cock hitting the back of my throat. He groans and I repeat the motion, over and over and over again.

This time, he yanks me forcibly away by the hair. Pain flashes in my head.

“I said not so fast,” he growls.

We’re both breathing hard.

“What if I want you to cum, you arrogant fucker?”

I let him out of my mouth for a moment. The need to control him and to have my way, making my voice tight and low. “I want you to cum in my mouth until your cock has nothing more in it for me.”

He makes a noise of surprised acquiescence and I lick him like a lollypop, right from the tip to the base and back again and then I suck him back into my mouth.

I feel Zander’s hand on the back of my head, and I slap it away before plunging in deeper until his cock is in my throat. I feel myself starting to gag, but I resist the feeling and concentrate on the pleasure of his rock hard cock pulsing against the base of my tongue.

I know when he’s about to come. He groans and takes a fistful of my hair, tightening it around his hand. The pain of that movement makes me gasp and I feel my pussy clenching in response. His cock pulses and then he moans low in his throat, and mine is flooded with his cum. I swallow it down hungrily and then I keep sucking, getting every drop. I suck him dry, relishing the taste of his cum on my tongue, before he pulls my head up by the handful of hair he is still holding.

“There,” I say, wiping my mouth. “Now we’re pretty much even.”

“Arrogant fucker?” he says with a wry smile, that for the first time reaches his eyes.

“If the shoe fits,” I reply with a small smile of my own.

I remember that we are still parked up on my driveway, so I go to open the car door. Zander starts to open his door, as well and I frown.

“What are you doing?” I say.

“Coming in to fuck you, properly” he says as though that should have been obvious.

“Umm, I don’t think so,” I sputter out.

“Are you saying no to me, again?” Zander asks.

I nod my head. Of course I am.

Zander laughs. “I think you know by now that’s not an option.”

My pussy is already aching for him, and his words just make it worse. I imagine him twisting the seat belt around my throat as he plunges his cock into me across the space between the seats and I long for the courage to tell him, fuck me here and now if you want me. But I hold back. Being so explicit with a guy has never ended well for me. Despite my caution, I like the fact that Zander clearly isn’t going to take no for an answer.

Then, see Erin walking towards the house. I relax slightly. I know he won’t come in if she is there, because word will get around that he pursued me from the party. Not good for his tough guy reputation. I also feel kind of disappointed that her appearing has likely stopped whatever was going to happen between us.

“My housemate is home,” I say.

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