Page 60 of Bright Lights and Summer Nights

Just when I wonder if she’s not going to touch me at all, she reaches out and wraps her fingers around my wrist. She pulls, wanting me to move my hand. “Now it’s my turn,” she demands, letting out a hum of approval when I move it.

Air hisses through my teeth when her fingers wrap around my length. She squeezes slightly, trying to get her fingertips to touch around me but failing at it. For a moment, she keeps her hand there without moving, and it’s still enough to make my head spin with lust.

“Fuck.” I groan, my head falling backward when she begins to move up and down. It’s a good thing I’ve stopped her from touching me until now. I don’t know if I’ll be able to last long with how fucking good she strokes my cock.

Her hand picks up pace, and a strangled sound comes from my throat when her mouth joins in on the action without any warning. With one long and achingly slow drag of her tongue, she completely unravels me.

I’m fucking gone for her.

She licks from the base all the way to the tip, circling the head as if she has all the time in the world to give me head at the pace she chooses.

I need more. I’m desperate for it. Her tongue licking up and down feels fucking amazing, but it still isn’t enough. Even her hand pumping up and down the base isn’t enough. It won’t be until my cock is buried down her throat, taking her to the limit and then going past that.

My fingers tangle in her hair as I wrap the wet, blonde strands around my palm. It gives me control, allowing me to guide her head right where I want it. I thrust my hips forward, trying to coax my cock between her lips.

Emma has the nerve to laugh, the sound sexy despite her not doing what I want her to. “You trying to rush me, Rhodes?”

“Yes. Take my cock, rebel. I know you want to.”

Her thumb slides over the tip of my cock. She spreads precum around, staring at it intently before leaning in and licking my cock free of it.

“What if I want to take my time?”

My jaw clenches. The last thing I want is for her to take her time. I want her to rush this, to shove my cock down her throat and go at it with the same eagerness she showed earlier when she was practically begging for me to untie her so she could touch me.

“You don’t want to take your time. You want to gag on my cock just as badly as I want you to. Be a good little whore and do it.”

Her lips part, and she slowly coaxes me into her mouth. My head rolls backward with pleasure. She’s only fit the tip into her hot, wet mouth, and it’s already making my entire body feel like I could combust at any moment.

I tighten the hold I have on her hair, pushing her head forward to take even more of me. She does so, opening her mouth wide in an attempt to fit all of me. My muscles shake as I fight the urge to ram my hips forward and shove my cock to the back of her throat. I don’t want to be rough with her. I want her to take me at the pace she chooses, but she’s driving me fucking mad with how slow she’s allowing her throat to adjust to me.

“Fuck, Emma.” I slowly move my hips, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat. Her body jerks in response, but she doesn’t stop. Her teeth graze my shaft, and it just adds to how fucking good this feels.

She keeps her fingers wrapped around my base, making sure she gives every inch of my cock attention, even though all of me can’t fit in her mouth.

“Faster, baby,” I rasp.

She hums, and it feels incredible with her mouth still wrapped around my cock.

At this point, my fingertips dig into her scalp, but I can’t loosen my grip. I need more. I need to fuck her mouth, and then I need to finally fuck her.

I push my hips forward, testing her boundaries. Her eyes widen as they find mine. She doesn’t look away from my gaze, even as I repeat the motion again, but this time with a little more force to fit even more of me inside her.

She gladly takes it both times, letting me take control. Every time the tip of my cock hits the back of her throat, she gags a little but never relents. If anything, she seems to try to take even more of me every time her body jolts, and that realization has me closer than ever to coming far sooner than I expected.

“God, you look so fucking sexy on your knees, taking every inch of my cock you can manage. Will your pussy be just as greedy?” I ram my hips forward, making her hand fall from the base.

She moans again, her hand brushing the inside of her thigh. I watch with pure fascination as her fingers drift to her clit. She’s needier than I thought she was. It’s incredibly sexy to know that she’s getting off on taking my cock like this and that she has no option but to touch herself while taking me.

I’m opening my mouth to tell her it’s time I finally fuck that perfect cunt of hers when a knock sounds against the door.

CHAPTER 30

EMMA

I yelp, trying to pull my mouth from Preston, but he doesn’t let me. He keeps digging his fingertips into my scalp, his grip on my hair so tight I can’t move. I look at him, wondering what we should do about the person knocking at the door.

Preston lifts his hand and presses one finger to his lips. His hips rock forward as if there isn’t someone on the other side of the door that could walk in and find his cock halfway down my throat.

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