Page 60 of Born to Make You Smile

“God, yes. Suck me, Grace.”

Moving my face close, I inhaled his tantalizing musky scent. I gently licked his tip, gliding my tongue into all his ridges and grooves, tasting the salty fluid that grazed his crown. I put my lips around him, taking him deeper.

“Oh fuck,” he murmured with a moan.

I loved the sensation of his smooth skin gliding in my mouth. The distinct masculine flavor of him.

He moaned again, and my whole body filled with heat. I knew it would be enjoyable doing this to Gavin, but I had no idea it would be so mind-bending and erotic. So gratifyingly addictive.

Gripping his shaft, I licked, then sucked, praying whatever I was doing was good for him. I wanted to please him more than anything.

I pulled my mouth off him. “Is this all right? Please tell me what feels good.”

“Keep going.” He let out several audible exhales. “You can hold my balls with your other hand. But you’re doing so good.”

His praise filled me with tingles. I gripped his heavy balls with my free hand. But then he hissed as if in pain.

“Not so hard. A little more gently.”

I giggled nervously, releasing the pressure. “Sorry.”

I put my mouth back over his erection, continuing my movements, getting into a steady rhythm.

“Yes,” he breathed. “You’ve got it now. That’s perfect. I’ll warn you before it happens. You don't need to…I can finish in my boxers...” He turned his head to look for them.

“No.” Flashing him a sultry gaze, I ran my tongue along the underside of his length. “I want to swallow every drop of you.”

A guttural moan escaped him. It was the sexiest sound I had ever heard in my life.

I kept pumping my hands and twirling my tongue, fitting as much of him as I could into my mouth. Not very successfully, as I kept gagging with tears in my eyes.

He asked if I was all right, and I nodded.

Nothing was going to stop me now. I wanted him to reach his ultimate peak of pleasure. And I wanted to be the one to take him there.

My mouth was sopping wet, and the force of my lips and hands made a gushing noise as I moved along him.

He let out a moan. “Fuck,Grace. Just. Like. That.”

Gavin’s breathing became labored as he gently thrust into me. His balls tightened in my palm.

“I'm going to come.”

Yes, come in my mouth.Tension was building in me, and I was so aroused myself I could come again just from this.

Gripping his strong thighs, I took him as deep as I could go, giving my all, desperate to make him come. I could feel the muscles of his legs tense, the veins of his cock pulsing on my tongue and cheeks.

“Grace,” he growled my name, and it made me dizzy with bliss.

His legs trembled, and he grunted loudly as his semen hit my mouth, spurts coating my palate and throat. I let the fluid pool a bit, then I swallowed it. The taste was slightly salty but mellow. Surprisingly pleasant, actually.

“That was bloody incredible. That mouth of yours…” He smiled lazily, looking at me as I removed my lips from him, then he threw his head back with a pleased sigh.

Pride filled my chest, knowing that I made him feel that good.

His phone ringing in his blazer caused us both to turn.

He checked his watch with a hum. “I’m afraid we’ve missed our dinner.”

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