Page 36 of Kiss and Make Love

It was all I could do to nod. Her hand was already so damn good, her mouth was going to put me over the edge. How was I going to hold out once her lips wrapped around my cock?

She slid her hand lower along my length as her mouth took me in. The tip slid across her tongue, and she sucked on it before pulling it out to lick. She flicked her tongue on the underside of my head, teasing me. Pumping her hand up and down in time with her mouth, she sucked but stayed shallow.

“Take it all. Take it all in,” I demanded, finding my voice.

Pulling off, she said, “There’s my man. I like when you tell me how you want it.”

She listened, taking me all the way to the back of her throat, which wasn’t a simple task. Bobbing on my dick, she kept her hand moving in the same rhythm, gliding backand forth. She gagged, and I almost came down her throat.

“Fuck, that was hot,” I praised.

Molly didn’t let up. Spit ran down her chin as she sucked me, taking me to the back of her throat with every downward motion. Her other hand grabbed my ass, kneading my muscle.

“Do I taste good, Mol? Is it everything you wanted?” I gritted out between clenched teeth.

Her hum of approval vibrated against my dick, which was coated in her saliva. I wrapped my hands in her hair, and she hummed even louder, whimpering against my cock.

She wanted me to be honest. Tell her what I wanted. I wanted to hear that little whimper again. “You like that. Well, fuck, I may just have to fuck your face. Show you how I need it.”

Nodding, she stopped and removed her hand from my cock, allowing me to take over. Holding tightly to the back of her head and hair, I began thrusting my hips. Small pumps to start. As she relaxed her jaw further, I picked up speed, my cock gliding along her tongue, bottoming out in her throat. Fucking her mouth was incredible. And knowing that she wanted me to do it made it a thousand times better.

Her squirming didn’t escape me. The way her thighs pushed together and how she wiggled from side to side. Shecraved friction. She wanted to get off, too. When I was done, it would be her turn.

“Where do you want me to come, Mol?” I growled, nearing my release.

She tapped her chest, and it sent me hurtling over the edge. I pulled out and aimed my dick where she’d shown me. My cum painted her collar bones, neck, and dripped down the keyhole cut-out that showed off her cleavage. She gulped in breath after breath of air.

“Oh my god, Theo. That was amazing. Your dick is meant to be between my lips,” she sighed, dragging a finger through my cum and bringing it to her mouth. “And this is delicious, too.”

I almost passed out right then and there. Her swollen lips taking in my release was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my thirty-four years of life.

I couldn’t help it. I had to ask. “Can you do that again for me?”

She obliged, running her finger along her chest once more, then placing it in her mouth, sucking off my cum.

“God, that’s so hot.” I kneeled down in front of her and pulled her to me, licking into her mouth, tasting my salty flavour on her tongue. “I need to clean you up.”

I ran my tongue between her breasts and over her collarbones, around the straps of her top, licking up what was left of my cum. A first for me. Swallowing, I brought my mouth to hers and kissed her again. She moaned around my lips, wrapping her arms around me and holding tight.

“You’re right. That is super fucking hot,” she whispered.

“Why did we wait so long to do this?” I asked, kissing down her neck.

She giggled, running her hands down my back and over my arms. “Because you never got the hint. It’s a good thing I’m an impatient woman.”

I smiled and stood, picking her up with ease. She wrapped her legs around my hips, and I carried her over to the book club couches at the back of the library.

“I could get fired for this, you know,” I teased.

“Would it be worth it?” she asked, toying with me, but I knew there was an element of genuine curiosity to the question.

I laid her down on the closest sofa and spread her legs, nestling myself between them. “If it means I get to see your sweet pussy, then without a doubt, it’s worth it, Mol.”

She batted her eyelashes at me. “Look at you, using your words. I like this side of you, big guy.”

I pushed her flowing plum-coloured skirt out of the way and ran my hands up and down her bare thighs. “It’s your turn to use your words. Tell me what you want meto do, and I’ll give it to you. Anything you want.”

“Do you have a condom?” she asked, sticking her tongue between her teeth.

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