Page 81 of Rating the Book Boyfriend

My other hand grips the back of her hair and guides her mouth up and down my length. The woman has no gag reflex, but that doesn’t stop me from trying as I push to the back of her throat. She merely hums around me, and a bolt of desire races up my cock.

“Fuck, you’re pretty when you’re on your knees for me, baby,” I tell her, thrusting hard and deep into her warm, welcoming mouth. “You look like an angel, but you suck cock like a dirty little slut.”

I watch as one of her hands slips between her spread thighs and moves against her bare pussy. God, I fucking love when she gets so into sucking me off that she has to touch herself.

“That’s it, my little angel-slut. Rub one out while my cock is down your throat.” It takes less than a minute of my dirty talkand her talented fingers before she’s coming, moaning around my erection.

“I’m close,” I tell her, my voice a harsh rasp as I guide her head up and down. But she resists my hand and pulls back, releasing me from her mouth. “You need a break, baby?”

She shakes her head and lowers her mouth to my ball sack. With a flicking tongue, she laps at me as her hands grasp my hips. “Put both your hands on the wall, Riggs. I’m about to give you a ballgasm.”

I do as she asks, a grin ripping across my face. “I don’t know what a ballgasm is, but I’m here for it.”

She shows me, sucking one swollen orb and then the other into her mouth, that sweet little tongue massaging my nuts until my knees feel like they’re about to fail me. “Libby,” I moan, spreading my legs wider as my fingers curl against the damp tiles.

Increasing the intensity of her suction, she slips one hand between my ass cheeks and circles my hole, her eyes turned up to me. I know she’s silently asking my permission, and though no one has ever done that to me before, I give her an affirming nod. I’d fucking deny her nothing.

Her finger pressing into my ass feels foreign, but she’s gentle with me, her movements slow as her mouth continues to suckle my balls. First one, and then the other. When she pushes into my backside all the way to the knuckle, I can’t hold back for another second.

“Fuuuuck,” I shout as the first spurt shoots off like a cannon from the end of my dick and lands in her hair. My hands fist against the wall as she moves her mouth upward and clamps her lips around my crown, sucking me completely dry. “Dear god, woman. What are you doing to me?”

My legs tremble and my heart pounds like a bass drum as I look down at the woman smiling up at me, looking awfully damnpleased with herself.I love her. This sweet, kinky, beautiful woman has stolen my heart, and I don’t ever want it back.

I tug her to her feet and wrap my arms around her before lowering my mouth to hers. I’ve never had the desire to taste my own release before, but on her tongue, it tastes like sin and lust and love, all rolled into one.

“Let me wash your hair again, baby. I came on your head,” I whisper against her lips, and she giggles, surprisingly unperturbed by the thought of it.

“It’s like a protein treatment,” she tells me. “Maybe we can do that more often. It will save me a lot of money.”

Seriously… love her.

“Plus, you said the people at the salon don’t suck on your tits,” I tease, before going back in for another long kiss.

By the time I’ve shampooed and conditioned her hair and then washed every inch of her body—spending an unnecessary but delightful amount of time between her legs—I’m hard again. I’ve been edging my girl, and she’s panting for me.

“Please, Riggs,” she says, gripping my dick and jerking me hard. “Fuck me with this big, veiny cock. I need it rough.”

That I can do, sweetheart.

I spin her around and slap her ass. “Hands on the wall, Liberty. Don’t make me tell you twice.”

Hearing the unmistakable command in my voice, she does as she’s told, her breaths hitching in and out of her chest. My girl likes when I get nasty with her. And by god, I love giving that to her.

Leaning forward, I rest my throbbing erection against her backside and growl into her ear. “Do you know what the fuck you do to me in this position? Do you have any idea of the depraved thoughts I have about this tight ass?”

“It’s yours,” she whimpers.

“Good answer, sweetheart,” I tell her, grinding against the pillowy cheeks. Taking my cock in my hand, I rub the tip between her wet lips before nudging her clit, causing her to drop her head down and groan.

“Fuck me, Riggs.”

“I plan to, baby. First, I want you to arch your back for me.” She bends slightly, and I spank her ass. “I said. Arch. Your fucking. Back.”

Libby bends forward and juts out her ass, forming the most beautiful curve I’ve ever seen. Gliding my hand down her spine, I feed an inch of my cock into her. The grip of her pussy is exquisite, and I take her hips in my hands before slamming the rest of the way home.

“Fuck yes, Riggs. Ride my ass like you own it,” she cries, pressing her hands into the wall and shoving back against me.

That’s what I love about screwing this woman. She’s not a passive lover; she fucks like a pretty little beast. I smile to myself.Except for last night when I had her at my mercy, tied spread eagle on my bed so she couldn’t move an inch.

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