Page 87 of Forever Player

“Not stopping,” she pants, and then she is back to sucking my cock with an increased pace. Heat furls up my spine and my balls tighten. Willow reaches down and cups my balls and she starts massaging them. “Fuck me.”

I come hard, spraying everything I have into her mouth. She sucks it all down like a champ, whimpering as she does when she comes up for air.

“Willow, your blow jobs are mind-numbing,” I praise.

She wipes at her mouth with the back of her hand.

“You’re just saying that,” she replies.

“I’m really not, Honey.”

She licks her lips like she enjoyed that and it does something to my insides.

“Come here and lay yourself on the couch. Spread those legs for me so I can see those pink pussy lips.”

“Brett,” she pants.

“You like when I talk dirty to you?” I ask.

She nods but she is also blushing.

“You can’t blush now after the way you sucked me off.”

She bites into her lip, but she does as I say.

“Rub your clit, Honey. Just like you did that night,” I remind her.

She does as I say, and I watch how her chest rises and falls.

“Is there some kind of clip or something to open this up?” I ask of the bodysuit she’s wearing. “I want to see if sucking me off got you wet.”

“It got me so wet,” she confirms softly, her voice a needy purr.

She undoes the bodysuit, revealing her wet pussy. She shaved herself bare and so her pussy lips look like a ripe peach.

“Run your fingers through your seam,” I tell her.

“Brett, I need you,” she cries out.

“You want me to eat that sweet pussy of yours? You know I’ve never eaten such a sweet pussy before. It was so sweet, it was all I could think about for months” I say, kneeling in front of her with my knees on the couch.

“Brett, please,” she begs. “I need you.”

A growl escapes me as I dip my head. My tongue comes up and licks her from clit to seam. I suck up all her juices. “You’re so wet, Honey. You’re such a dirty girl, the way you sucked me off and enjoyed it.”

She moans and I give her what she needs, flicking my tongue against her clit then flattening it and running it over her from seam to clit. Her hips begin to move.

“I need more,” she begs.

I insert two fingers and begin to pump and she cries out, moaning.

“Fuck, Honey, I love to hear you moan. You don’t understand what it does to me when I hear you coming apart. That night in the truck, I almost came like a fucking teenager in my jeans,” I confess, and she cries out more as I pump my fingers into her. I return my mouth to her pussy, sucking, lapping, ravishing her sweetness. She becomes unhinged. Hips thrusting into me as she falls over the edge.

“Too much,” she cries out, but I don’t stop holding her in place with one hand on her hip as my other hand pumps inside her and my tongue sucks and flicks her clit. “Soo good.”

I’m hard again, my cock aching to be inside her, as I watch this woman who is so guarded and careful come undone for me. This time, I know she is giving herself to me because she trusts me, and that is the first step. It makes me feel a pride inside me that I’ve never felt before, to have a woman like Willow give herself to me in trust.

When she stops coming, I pull out my fingers and suck them into my mouth. “I don’t think I can ever get enough of you.”

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