Page 187 of Only With You

I smile against his jaw, squeezing his throat again one last time. “I can be petty, too.” Letting go, I bring both hands behind his neck, grab the clasp of his chain, remove it, and put it on.

Still hovering over his dick, I sit up and let him see all of me. His teeth sink into his bottom lip, dragging it into his mouth. He shakes his head, brows set and eyes shot wild with lust as they roam over me.

“I love that you’re mine.”

“I love being yours,” he ardently rasps.

Climbing off him, I sink down to my knees and muster all the strength not to look nervous because I’m out of my depth here. I already know what having him inside me feels like but having him in my mouth is different.

“Scared?” he taunts.

I flip him off and grab the base, squeezing him, and he hisses.

“Spit on it,” he orders, his fingers threading through my hair and fisting it. “And spread your thighs for me.”

I wanted to be in control, but I’m weak, and when he speaks to me like that, I forget how to think.

I don’t understand why he wants me to spread my thighs, but I do and I spit on the crown.

“That’s not enough, open your mouth,” he orders, and when I do, he inserts two fingers inside of me.

With my eyes on his, I draw them in and out of my mouth. I swear he intentionally drags the saliva out of my mouth when they partially slip out. It drips onto my chest and slides between my cleavage.

I moan against his fingers, bringing my thighs together to squeeze them, but he pulls my hair up and thrusts his fingers deeper, and I gag.

“Don’t do that. Keep your thighs apart.” He removes his fingers from my mouth, the saliva pooling out, and wraps that hand around his length, coating it with me, and rubs his crown too. He strokes himself long and slow, and I almost close my thighs, but his eyes narrow threateningly.

“Now, suck.”

It’s embarrassing how aroused I get when he talks to me like that and even more so how I desire it. I should get my feminism card revoked because I lean in, open my mouth, and draw the crown of his cock into my mouth.

I twirl my tongue around it and then the tip, licking and tasting his pre-cum, humming at how good he tastes and feels. He groans and I hiss as he pulls my hair, my scalp screaming to get him to stop, but my body encourages me to keep going. So I do, I open my mouth wider, drawing him in as deep as I can until he hits the back of my throat. I gag but pull back a bit and do it again. My eyes water and my throat reflexes, but the look on Landon’s face is worth it.

His head is angled back. He’s breathing harshly, jaw flexed, veins popping on his neck, and eyes closed shut.

I quicken my speed, my lips creating a suction noise and filling the space in the room every time I suck him in.

“Like that,” he says through clenched teeth, meeting my eyes now and keeping them on me. “Fuck, you’re doing so good,” hepraises and pushes my head deeper, and I gag again and the tears spring, streaking down my cheeks. “Relax and breathe…” I inhale through my nose as he keeps his dick close to my throat. “Yeah, like that.”

I shudder. Hot electricity shoots down my spine. Everything feels so heightened, I swear I can feel my arousal dripping out of me, but I can’t look to see.

“Keep sucking.” He loosens his hold on me and I catch my breath.

I alternate between my hand and mouth, but he tenses, a low moan leaving him when I flatten my tongue, and lick the seam on the underside of his head.

“God…damn, Julianna. Fuck yes.” He sits up, body tightening at the anticipation of his release, but he forces out of my mouth before it happens. “I want to come with my cock between your tits.”

I struggle not to squeeze my thighs as he grabs my hard nipple and rolls it.

“These are perfect.” He lets it go and slaps the side of my breasts and watches it bounce. “They were made to be fucked. Weren’t they?”

I moan as he pays attention to the other breast, smacking it hard. “Yes.”

I falter, staring down in shock at the wet drops of my arousal that coat the floor.

He grips my chin, making me look up at him. “You’ll get it soon. Now, hurry up.”

Scooting closer, I cup my tender breasts and part them, clamping my fingers around my nipples, and smother his cock with them.

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