Page 51 of Just Say When

“Don’t even think about stopping this now.” I knew I sounded desperate, and I didn’t fucking care. I would beg if I had to. Get right back on my knees and convince her with my mouth.

“Oh, I’m not changing my mind.” Air hissed between my teeth as she ran her palm up and down my dick like she was taking its measurement. “I’m just wondering how much of your cock I can stuff in my mouth before it hits the back of my throat.”

My eyes crossed. My dick twitched.

Essie smiled. “I’m thinking, not all of it, but enough that with my hand on the rest of it, you might not notice a difference.”

Jesus. Fucking. Christ.

“Wait, you just got bigger.” She stroked me again, thoughtfully. Up and down, up and down.Squeeze. “Okay, I can fit a little less than I thought, then. We’ll just have to find out, won’t we?”

“No,” I choked out.

She didn’t listen—of fucking course, she didn’t listen—but before her knees could hit the floor, I scooped her under the armpits and put her back on her feet again.

“Why not?” she demanded, sounding angry.

“You got me all worked up. I won’t last with your mouth on me. The first time I come with you is going to be inside you.” I whipped her sweater over her head and groaned at the sight of her breasts wrapped up in a sports bra. “But just so you know, that’s going to go quick, too.”

“Oh,” she said dryly. “How lucky for me.”

“You came on my mouth ten minutes ago. You’re going to come on my fingers next. Before we leave this cabin, youwillcome on my dick. Do you still want to complain?” I asked, unzipping her bra and freeing her breasts into my waiting hands. I rubbed my thumbs back and forth over her nipples until they formed tight buds.

“I’ll save my comments until the end,” she said in a husky voice that thickened my dick even more.

I huffed a laugh as I lowered my head to her breast. “Not all of them, I hope. I’m a big fan of positive reinforcement.”

“You have to earn it first.”

I grazed my teeth over her nipple before giving it a hard suck. Her hand clamped down on the back of my skull.

“Good boy,” she gasped out.

And fuck if that didn’t have me almost blow in my jeans like a goddamn virgin.

I let go of her nipple with a loud pop. “Take your clothes off and get on the bed.”

She arched a sardonic brow at me, but shimmied her sports bra off her shoulders, tugged off her boots, and peeled her leggings down before kicking them aside. And then she sauntered past me with a little smirk, like she knew exactly how much I was going to enjoy watching her pert ass go by.

And I very much did.

“Spread your legs, honey,” I said. “I want to see.”

She opened her legs maybe half an inch. From the teasing expression in her eyes, I had the feeling she wasn’t being shy.Brat.

I pulled my henley off over my head and heard her suck in a sharp breath. My jeans and boots followed. She had propped herself up on her elbows to watch, so Igave her something to look at, wrapping my hand around my aching dick and giving it a long, slow pull. She licked her lips and that was nearly the end of me.

“Wider,” I gritted out. “Show me where you want me to touch you.”

This time, she obeyed. Her thighs parted, revealing her pretty pussy. She dragged her index finger up the seam and tapped her clit. “Right…there.”

But she didn’t stop touching, and she moaned a little. In two strides I was next to her, then over her. I grabbed her wrist and captured her finger in my mouth, sucking the taste of her pussy.

“Tastes like mine,” I murmured.

“Then make it happy,” she demanded.

My fingers touched where she had touched, tracing small, delicate circles over her clit that had her hips bucking into my hand.

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