Page 49 of Under His Control

“Think you can be quiet?” I teased.

Her hair brushed against my cheek as she nodded, and I wondered if she really could be noiseless with what I wanted to do. I pushed at her shorts, sliding them over her curvy hips. Her succulent flesh broke out in goosebumps as I urged her panties down too. With every inch of her smooth skin that was bared, my dick grew harder. Stiffer. And raging to plunge into her.

I winced at the pleasurable sting of pain as she twisted her fingers in my hair, keeping me close. Every touch turned me on. Each deep exhale she released taunted me to earn more of those sexy sounds. I was hers, beholden to making her gasp and shiver with pleasure.

After a push back, I got her onto the bed. She landed with a bounce, sending those glorious tits jiggling and teasing me to capture them with my lips. Her gaze stayed on me, full of hope and trust and desire so dark and addicting that I never want to lose this memory.

Spreading her legs out, she beckoned me to her pussy. I stared at her folds, glistening pink with the cream that leaked from her.

“Don’t make me wait, Liam. Please.”

I smiled, swiping my finger along her wet entrance. Then I brought it to my lips in a universal gesture of silence. Her chest lifted, thrusting her breasts higher with that deep breath. Needy and impatient, she bit her lip, watching me dip my finger into my mouth and suck it clean.

“Quiet.” I dropped to my knees.

The musky scent of her cream thrilled me, taunting me to taste more than that sample on my finger. Keeping my eyes on hers as I brought my face to her pussy, I stretched my tongue out to collect her juices. A long, lazy swipe from her hole to her clit had her squirming on the bed.

I reached up to grab her hands and pushed them behind her. Her fingers curled within mine, fisting the sheets she sat on. Once I hoped she understood that I wanted her to keep her hands right there, I slid mine under her thighs until her legs hung over my forearms.

Over and over, I stroked my tongue over her sopping wet entrance. Nips made her push her hips into my face. Harder sucks on her clit had her dropping her head back and fighting a moan of pleasure. I didn’t slow once. I didn’t delay. Sucking and licking, I kept her poised on the edge of coming.

“Liam,” she whined as I played with her clit, flicking the tip of my tongue at her bud.

I pistoned my fingers faster into her slippery cunt and sucked harder on her clit.

She whined, a gasping sound that would’ve been a loud cry if she hadn’t been holding back.

Her eyes opened wider at the sound of Olivia shifting on the crib. But fortunately, she didn’t wake.

I stayed still, waiting for the silence. Save for Eva’s panted breaths, it was quiet. I narrowed my eyes and dared her to be noisy again. She seemed to see the warning in my gaze because she shook her head, indicating that she wouldn’t wake her.

“Want me to keep going?” I whispered before kissing her entrance and dipping my tongue in.

She nodded, moving her shaky fingers to my head. Once she threaded them through my hair, scraping her nails against my scalp, I let her guide me back down.

Worrying that she wouldn’t actually be quiet, I angled up and pushed her to lie back. Reaching up to cover her mouth, I let her fuck my face as I licked and sucked.

My chin was covered with her juices, and I didn’t care how messy she made us. The sluicing sounds weren’t too loud to wake Olivia, but they spurred her on to reach her orgasm faster. As she came, squirting on my tongue and treating me to more of her sweet cream, I funneled two of my fingers into her mouth to keep her from being too loud.

She sucked them in hard, moaning quietly. I felt the vibration of her hum of approval, and I smiled as I licked the last of her juices as she came, shivering, trembling, and gasping. She was a puddle of pleasure, lax and limp on the bed. But I wasn’t done.

“Shh,” I reminded her as I pulled my fingers out and leaned up.

She blinked up at me, drowsy and sated, but still with interest burning in her eyes as I tore off my jeans and boxers, revealing my dick as it sprang up and pointed at her.

I kicked my clothes aside and stroked myself a couple of times, letting her look her fill. We’d never slowed down. We’d never attempted to have sex horizontally, and I wanted her to have a chance to see what I had for her.

She lifted her arms, beckoning me to lower over her. I did, hovering and bracing my weight on my forearms. Instead of lying still and making me do all the work, she kissed me and tasted herself. Her hands slipped over my back as she dragged her nails down my muscles. Then she rubbed over my ass and squeezed before reaching for my dick. Shifting up, she linedher pussy to my cockhead and widened her legs. Rubbing my erection over her, she guided me in.

And I was home. I slid in all the way until I was seated. Letting my hips grind against hers, I pushed her down on the mattress until she had no room to move.

“Oh…” She moaned quietly on a sexy sigh, but I feared it would be too much noise. Now that I was inside her, I wouldn’t be able to give up this chance to rock her world.

I kissed her, hard but not brutally, as I thrust into her over and over again.

I wouldn’t last long. Not with the pleasure of eating her cunt. Not with how tight she squeezed me, launching me closer to losing control.

When I did, we came together. Her slick inner muscles gloved me, milking me until I shot my cum deep inside her. I cradled the back of her head as she rode through her climax, clenching me until I was spent.

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