Page 40 of Westin

“Yes,” she says.

My cock throbs. Every nerve and muscle in my body is alight.

“I’m going to put this around your neck,” I say. “I won’t pull it tight. You tell me to stop if you don’t like it.”

Her eyes somehow get wider, and a slow, dusky rose blush creeps up her neck and stains her cleavage.

“Yes,” she whispers. “I understand.”

Gently, I loop it around her neck and pull it until it’s around her throat, but not tight. Her breasts rise and fall quickly. I unzip my pants, pushing them down low enough to unleash my cock. It’s hot, hard, and wet at the tip, ready for her mouth.

“Oh my God,” she breathes.

It’d be a lie to say I haven’t fantasized about exactly this, but reality is so much sweeter. I draw her closer, guiding her head with the belt without cutting off her air.

“Open your mouth for me, darling,” I say.

Her lips part.

“All the way,” I say, slipping the head of my cock between her lips. She widens her jaw, and her eyes lock with mine. I almost blow my load right there. My hips jerk, pushing my cock halfway into her mouth.

Her lids flutter as she moans, closing her lips around me.

“Pretty little slut,” I say, brushing her hair back with my free hand.

She moans again, the vibrations teasing my cock. She’s soft, she’s wet, but most of all she’s Diane, and somehow, I’m the lucky man who gets to have all her firsts.

And lasts.

I take a second to compose myself, cradling her chin in one hand and holding the belt in the other. Then, working slowly to get her acclimated, I fuck her mouth.

Gently, slowly, giving her all the time she needs.

She blinks away the tears that form. I can tell she’s unsure what to do, so I take control and use her mouth so she doesn’t have to do any of the work. It’s still the best fucking blowjob I’ve ever had.

She tries to say something. I pull out, saliva clinging to my cock in a thin strand.

“You can go a little harder,” she whispers. “I’m okay.”

I lift my brows. She cocks her head.

“Harder, please,” she says. “Sir.”

How the hell she knows all my weak spots, I don’t know. My cock jerks and pleasure sparks.

“Harder on your mouth or neck?” I ask.

She nods.

“Fuck,” I say under my breath.

Who am I to deny her anything? I tell her to tap my leg if she wants out. Then, I push back inside and wrap the belt once aroundmy hand and jerk it close. Her nails pierce through my work pants. She moans, her eyes rolling shut.

I fuck her mouth, and she loves it.

Pleasure moves through me in a rush. I consider pulling out to give her a choice, but I decide against it. This is the only time I’ve gotten to come inside her, and I’m taking it.

My cock goes rock hard. I push to the back of her throat and she gags, but she doesn’t tap out. Hand in her hair, I hold her down on my cock and let go, pumping everything I have down her throat.

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