Page 103 of That First Flight

“Jesus,” she breathes out. “It’s thick.”

Macey doesn’t allow me a chance to respond because she begins stroking me up and down with a cautious speed. I can see her brain swirling with all sorts of thoughts as she keeps her eyes fixed where her hand works.

My chest rises and falls as my cock swells in her hand.

Macey swipes the bead of precum from the tip and I moan as my hip involuntarily thrusts into her. “Fuck, that feels so good.”

“Yeah?”

“Do you feel how hard I am under your touch?” I say through gritted teeth.

She moans in agreement as her pace quickens and I hear the roar of my own blood in my ears. “You do that to me. Only you.”

And I mean that with everything in me.

I watch as Macey wiggles her thighs where she's standing. I know her pussy must be throbbing with need right now. Bump me up to the top of the podium and put the damn gold medal around my neck for holding back restraint.

My chest rises and falls at the feel of her pumping my cock, and then she does what I least expect her to do.

She drops to her knees.

“Fuck, Macey,” I groan.

“I’ve never done this before. So I need you to talk me through this. Okay?” She sounds confident in her question, and eager to have me in her mouth.

I can’t even find the words to answer before Macey brings her tongue to the base of my shaft, slowly trailing up to the tip, as if she was tasting me. She swirls her tongue around the head of my cock.

I can no longer breathe as I watch her soft pink lips wrap fully around it before I disappear inside her mouth.

“Fuuuck,” I growl.

Macey hums around my throbbing length and it’s taking everything in me not to come down the back of her throat.

“That’s it, baby. Bob your head up and down for me.”

She does as I say, her lips wrapped tightly around me as she moves up and down. She tentatively sucks the tip as she comes to the top and then diving back down until I reach the back of her throat.

I can feel her throat constrict around me, and she gags softly.

Macey picks up speed after that, adjusting herself to my girth as she bobs up and down like a starved woman despite already eating dinner.

“Look at you on your knees for me,” I rasp. Her eyes flutter up to meet mine. They glisten as a single tear comes out the corner of her eye. “You look so fucking pretty with your mouth wrapped around me and taking me so well.”

She moans, the vibration of her around me has me ready to combust.

“You keep making noises like that and I’m going to come down the back of your throat.”

Macey’s eyes widen and she aggressively nods her head.

“Is that what you want?”

She nods again.

My hand flies to the back of her hair, holding her in place as I gently buck my hips in and out of her mouth. “Suck, baby. I want to feel my cock hit the back of your throat,” I say through gritted teeth.

She moans again and it feels too good to release now. I need another minute with her.

“Relax your throat for me,” I say through a breathy moan. “I’m going to come, baby.”

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