Page 66 of Aim Assist

This is hotter than I thought it would be.

Never thought I'd be giving a blowjob in an elevator.

"Fuck..." His control is on a hair trigger.

I hum around him, and he twitches in my mouth. His fingers tighten in my hair again as I move, bobbing my head and taking him as deep as I can. The wet sounds of my mouth on him fill the enclosed space.

"Just like that, angel. Your mouth feels so good." His praise washes over me, spurring me on.

I pick up the pace, using my hand to stroke what I can't fit. Liam's breaths turn ragged, his thighs tensing under my other hand. "Tap my thigh twice if you need me to stop. Tap once if you understand me right now."

I tap once.

All hell breaks loose then, as he grabs the back of my head and thrusts.

I'm gagging, but he doesn't stop. My hands clench around his thighs, but I don't tap.

Our gazes meet, even through the tears pooling in mine. I can feel them streaming down my cheeks, hot and wet, as I open my throat as much as I'm able, letting him slam in deeper.

"Fuck. You're so good, angel. So fucking good. Your mouth is heaven on this earth."

His grunts are as obscene as the sloppy sound of his thrusts, and I'm here for every fucking second of it.

I can tell he's close, and yet he tugs my hair and pulls out of my mouth in a smooth motion that leaves me confused.

At least until he yanks me up and spins us both around, shoving me against the cool wall. Using the bar to steady myself as he yanks my hips back toward him, I squeal when he yanks my panties so hard that they tear off.

I'm going to have marks later, but that?

That's hot.

That's a memory that's going to live in my head forever.

He yanks my hips further back, and I widen my stance, arching my back so my ass pops out, hoping it looks sexy and not awkward.

The soft swearing tells me I've succeeded, and he grabs my ass, spreading my cheeks apart as I feel something hot and warm slide between my thighs.

"Do you want my cock, angel?"

"Yes."

"How bad do you want it?"

I huff a little, wiggling my hips just a bit. He's always teasing, and I want him inside.

Right now.

Sinking all the way in until he hits that place inside that's half pain and half pleasure.

"Angel, you're not answering. That's not being a good girl, is it? Good girls play along."

"So bad," I bite out, as his cock rubs over my clit in another one of his teasing strokes. "Just get the fuck inside already."

"Such a naughty mouth. Did I not fuck it clean?"

"Nope." I grin, even though he can't see me. "I don't think that's possible."

The head of his cock presses against my entrance, but he slaps my ass when I try to shove backward. "No."

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