Page 11 of Mister Stark

Sometimes this man drove me wild.

Once he finished, I slowly turned over and peered up at him with my head resting in my hands. His eyes roamed over my body and I was completely naked under his stare. They went higher until they met with mine and desire flared inside of them. I looked down towards his swimming trunks and his lust for me. Most importantly, I knew what he wanted without even asking. He wanted my mouth on his cock.

“Well, tiger, what are we waiting for?” I asked as my eyes shone wickedly up at him and I rubbed my hand on his dick.

I didn’t care who was looking. People could watch if they dared. He was all mine and I could do what I wanted with him.

“I have no idea, but I think my girl’s hungry.” Dylan growled as he scooped me up into his arms and laughter escaped me.

I clung to his neck as he walked us inside our beach cabana. I smiled as he set me back on my feet and he closed the curtains for privacy. The sunshine was very dim inside as the slight breeze blew against the curtains. Dylan turned his attention back towards me, but looped his fingers through his waistband and pulled them down. It revealed his oversized cock that stood at attention for me, and my mouth watered more at the sight.

He was massive, manly, and magnificent.

I licked my lips as he stood there, and I moved closer. My head tossed to the side and my black waves of hair flew with it. It created a seductive dance and his cock throbbed. He groaned as I came closer and I knew he couldn’t wait to get his hands on me. But I took my time.

With each step, he grew hotter for me and I loved him withering under my control. My smile grew into a passionate smirk and I couldn’t wipe it off my face. Until he couldn’t take anymore, launched forward and his lips crashed onto mine.

The sudden kiss took me by pleasant surprise, and I whimpered into him. He wasted no time, parted my lips and dived inside. His hands were in my hair and my hands clenched his bare chest. He swirled his tongue with mine and tasted me like he couldn’t get enough. My breasts pressed against him and I wanted to be naked, but I knew he didn’t want that. He only wanted my mouth.

His hand found mine and pushed it down until it rested on his dick. I wrapped the thickness of it inside my hand and stroked him just the way he liked it. He groaned into me and nibbled my lower lip. Sweet juices flowed out of my pussy and I wanted him inside me, but I knew that wasn’t happening. This would have to do.

Suddenly, he grabbed my chin and broke the passionate kiss. My body hummed with electricity and begged him for more, but he was through with it. He looked down at his rigid length and let his spit leak down until it hit his cock. My hand rubbed against the wetness and my breath quickened.

“Get down there and suck my cock, little pussycat.” Dylan hissed through clench teeth as he placed his hand on my head and pushed me down.

I didn’t resist because I knew exactly what he wanted and I was ready to take all of him. My hand continued to stroke him as his spit helped with the journey and the tip of his dick met my gaze. My tongue left my mouth and licked it, but gave it a little swirl. I peered up at him as he gazed down at me, full of red fervent desire. A passionate greed took over him like it always did, but I never resisted my man.

“Come on, take it, beautiful.” He breathed from above me with impatience and his hand urged me forward.

It grasped my hair into his fist and my eyes remained locked with his as I wrapped my lips around his massive dick. My lips sucked him inside my mouth and back out again as he groaned from above me. My pussy grew wetter with each suck, and I wished he’d slam his cock right between my juicy pussy lips.

“Oh, yes...” He whispered and pushed me deeper until his cock met the back of my throat.

I gagged, and he released me, but I sucked the side of his thickness. My tongue flicked along it in a sensual dance and I continued to do the same for the other side of his ridged length. Each flick led to a nibble, and he loved every moment. The sweet play with his dick and the attention to every little detail. He pulsated, quivered, and breathed heavily. I stroked him, licked, nibbled, and sucked.

But he couldn’t get enough.

He placed both of his hands in my hair and, without hesitation, pushed me into him. My head bobbed to his rhythm as my lips wrapped around his cock and he pumped himself into my mouth. He fucked my face as his balls hit my chin and my eyes watered when his tip hit the back of my throat. My hands cupped his ass cheeks as he slammed into my mouth with each thrust and set my world on fire. He didn’t let up and panted above me. But I knew he was close.

His climax built with each gag and every thrust. He was a wild beast about to explode and I was ready to receive his gift. His dick throbbed in my mouth and it leaked a bit of premature juice. It mixed with my saliva and made his journey smoother towards release.

“Yes, take it like a dirty little girl.” Dylan breathed from above as he thrust deep into my mouth and his body trembled. “I’m going to give you a nice pearl necklace.”

He thrust once more, and I gagged until he released me. His cock came out of my wetness and he stroked himself wildly within his grasp. But I closed my eyes as he gave me his gift and his creamy juices spilled across my neck.

We breathed heavily until he was spent, and I looked up at him. I licked my lips of the remaining mess upon them and he ran the pad of his thumb across my lower lip. He reached over and tossed me a complimentary towel from the hotel.

“You better clean up that nice necklace I gave you, darling.” Dylan smirked as he found his swimming trunks and put them back on.

I did as I was told and patted the towel across my neck. It soaked up his liquid he ejaculated on me and I threw it aside. He stepped forward and pressed his lips against mine. My toes curled into the sand and I wanted more.

“That’s my good girl.” He breathed as his lips brushed mine and we parted. “We will leave for the city in an hour. My dad expects me back in the office tomorrow morning.”

I frowned up at him. “Why do we always have to be at your father’s beck and call? I was hoping to stay here for a few days and have more time for ourselves.”

He reached out, brushed my cheek, and caressed my pouty lips. I sucked his finger inside and swirled my tongue around it. I treated it like it was his cock and I couldn’t get enough, but all I wanted was for him to fuck the shit out of me.

“You know my dad, time is money and money is time.” He replied as he popped his finger out of my mouth and moved away from me. “Get everything packed and we’ll be on my jet plane in an hour.”

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