Page 106 of Bull Rush

Her knees hitthe rug at my feet, and she frees me from my sweats. I’m already hard from the anticipation of having her again, knowing it’s going to be twice as good as the last because she’s so impatient to apologize, and I’m even more eager to let her. Her hand runs down the length of me, so soft and gentle, as her tongue teases the head of my cock.

“I was hoping you were gonna come find me. Hate fuck me half to death for one final goodbye.” I run my knuckles down her cheek.

“You’ll have to settle for me begging for forgiveness instead.” She wraps her mouth around me and takes me down, testing her limits and getting me wet as her hand works in tandem.

“We’ll have to find new reasons to hate each other. I like you mean, darlin’. It’s hot as fuck when you tear into me.” My fingers thread back into her hair as I brush it outof her face. “Fuck…” I try to say more, but it fades into a series of soft curses. Her mouth, so perfect and warm, and her tongue, too fucking clever as it circles the head. I swear this woman could get me to do anything she wanted just by offering to let me have her mouth one more time.

She pulls away to answer me. “I like you mean too. Honestly, I could take you a few shades nastier.” A devilish smile plays at her lips, and she drags her tongue down the underside.

“Don’t tempt me. I went easy on you,” I warn her.

“I know, and you shouldn’t. Especially while I’m trying to make it up to you,” she taunts.

“Don’t worry. You will.” I groan as she takes another pass over me, letting me bump the back of her throat. “Fuck… Your mouth is perfect, sugar.” I risk a glance down at her, and it makes my heart hammer in my chest to watch her mouth bob over my cock again. “Look at me.”

Her eyes lift to meet mine, but her lashes stay low, and I’m not prepared for what it does to me. It seems like a fucking joke that I ever thought I was going to walk out the door tomorrow, but I’m still getting over the fact she drove us to that point again.

“Take your jeans off. Panties too. I want to watch those thighs get slick from how much you like sucking my cock.” She releases me, and I continue the slow stroke she’d started while I watch her strip down for me. “Your top, too, while you’re at it. We can watch those nipples perk up while you think about me coming on them.”

Her cheeks heat at that, and fuck, do I like making her blush. Her top is over her head and on the floor, and her bra joins it in the small pile—until she’s completely bare for me besides the necklace that has my stones set in it.

“Touch yourself,” I demand.

She’s obedient as ever, her fingers massaging her clit then traveling lower as her eyes drift up to mine for approval. “Get them nice and wet for me. Soak them.” She slips her fingers inside her sweet little cunt and closes her eyes, nibbling on her lower lip as she works them in and out for my benefit. “Now…” I almost hate to interrupt the scene I’ve created, but I need what’s next. “Use them on me.”

She raises up on her knees and wraps her hand around me, her fingers glistening as she coats me in her come. She strokes me slowly, her eyes searching mine as she waits for her next instruction.

“Now lick it up. Every drop. Nice and slow.” Her tongue flattens, and she takes a long lick up the entire length, her hand going to my balls and gently gripping. Massaging me gently as her tongue licks me clean. “That’s my good girl, cleaning up this mess and all the others you’ve made. We’re gonna fix it all together, sugar.”

She takes me down again once she’s had her tongue over every square inch of my cock twice over, and she moans quietly when I slip my hand over the back of her head and fuck her throat deeper.

“It feels good to know you’ve got my cock down your throat, doesn’t it? That it’s the only one you’re getting from now on.” She answers me with another soft moan, her eyes lifting to meet mine in reverence. “You look so pretty like this.”

I grip her hair and guide her up and down my cock as her tongue takes over, swirling and licking before she sucks and teases me with the edge of her teeth until I can’t take much more.

“Take my pants off,” I demand, and she drags them the rest of the way down my thighs, letting her nails scrape over my skin on purpose as I step out of them. “You want your rewardfor being so obedient?” She blinks, and her yes is another muffled moan.

I run my hand under her jaw, stroking her cheek until she lets me go with a quiet pop. Her lips are so puffy and swollen; I want them again. But I lean down to scoop her up off the floor, carrying her to the bed and pulling her into my lap, letting her straddle me. My cock brushes over, and a whimper escapes. She can’t control herself once she gets a taste, her brow furrowing and her lip rolled between her teeth until she gives in. She rubs her clit against the head of my cock as she moves to get comfortable, her eyes closing as she’s lost in it. I wrap my fist around her hair and gently pull until her eyes open.

“Look at me,” I ask, and her pupils meet mine, wide and doe-eyed. She’s so desperate to be fucked that it’s a palpable thing hanging in the air between us. “You’re gonna ride me, and I want you coming hard and fast on my cock.” She nods. “Do you want a toy?” I ask because, once she starts, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop, and I want her taken care of.

“No. I’m already so close. Your piercing always hits so perfectly. Like a built-in toy.” She smirks, and I can’t help the small smile that forms in return. I stifle it, though, trying to keep the mean streak she likes so much.

“Get on,” I demand, and she climbs up, guiding me inside her as her lush hips settle down against mine until she’s fully seated. “Just like I remembered.” I dig my fingers into her hip and lean forward to kiss her, biting her lower lip softly as she writhes over my cock, desperate for me to give her permission. “Ride me,” I grit out, my voice raspy and strained as I struggle for my own control.

She doesn’t waste time, fucking me hard and pressing her nails into my shoulders for purchase. They dig in so deep, I’m sure they’re drawing blood, but I don’t care. The look ofdetermination on her face and the soft moans every time she takes me deep are all I can focus on.

“Fuck. I’m already so close…” she murmurs quietly, the sound of her wet little cunt sliding over me is almost loud enough to drown her out.

“Gorgeous. So fucking gorgeous. Faster…” I urge her on, my hand cupping her breast and my thumb toying with the sensitive tip of her nipple as she cries out. It spurs her on, and she’s gasping and moaning a minute later.

“I’m coming. Fuck. I’m already coming…” she curses. The look of surprise on her face has me biting my tongue to keep from grinning too hard.

But the way she’s fucking me relentlessly, shuddering her release around my cock makes it impossible for me to hold out any longer. I tighten my grip around her hair, tipping her head back and groaning my release into her neck, nipping at her and then sucking a small mark of possession into her skin as she starts to slow her rhythm. Her breathing smooths out, and mine follows until we can almost hear ourselves think again.

“Oh fuck, Ramsey. That piercing. I know I should be jealous, but I honestly want to thank whoever gave you that idea,” she mutters as she collapses forward into my arms. I kiss my way down her neck and then lie back as she climbs off me. She curls up at my side as I wrap my arm around her shoulders, looking up at me, sated and happy.

“Look in the mirror then.” I smirk at her.

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