Page 120 of Mr. Broody

“Getting comfortable, I see.” He arches an eyebrow, arms spread wide across the back of the couch.

“Enjoy the view.” I point out the window.

“Jade, if you think I’m gonna be staring at that lake while you’re sucking my cock, you’re delusional.”

I smile up at him, hooking my fingers on either side of his sweats and tugging them down.

He scootches up to help me, and I pull them down to his ankles. His dick springs north, glistening with precum.

I fist his length bringing the tip to my mouth all while staring into his blue eyes that are overflowing with lust and need. Twirling my tongue around the tip, I slide the tip of my tongue down his shaft, sucking one of his balls into my mouth and then the other.

“Take off your shirt, I need to feel you,” he says.

I straighten up and pull off my shirt, leaving me bare chested in front of him.

“Perfect.” He reaches forward and squeezes my tits in his palms. Once he’s had his fill, he says, “Continue.”

I giggle and take control of his dick again, pumping the bottom of his shaft and sucking the tip.

He starts making the same sounds he did when he was face first in my pussy, and he wraps one hand around my ponytail. “You’ve always sucked my cock so damn good.”

“Good?” I murmur around his girth.

“Great.”

I raise my eyebrows.

“Magnificent.”

I tilt my head.

“The best?”

I come up off his dick. “There you go.”

He chuckles and runs his hand down my face, his thumb running down the middle of my lips. “I love you.”

“You don’t have to sweeten me up. I’m going to finish what I started.”

I take control again, working him slowly, making sure to tease him over and over again. Driving him to the edge with my tongue and mouth and backing off on the pressure.

“Shit, you’re playing games. There’ll be payback,” he says, breathlessly.

His head has fallen to the back cushion plenty of times, and his hands don’t know where he wants them. On my tits or my ponytail. But I’m high on the control I have over him right now. And I love that I’m the one who gets to bring him to this point.

“Jade, I’m not sure I can hold on. Just keep your fucking mouth on me.”

I don’t deprive him anymore, taking him inch by inch to the back of my throat and then sliding his dick back out and doing it over again.

“I’m coming,” he says, but I’m not going anywhere.

He squirms under me, and I keep up my rhythm until he tugs on my ponytail, his hand tightening in my hair right before he comes down my throat.

Once he’s empties himself, I lick him clean and lay my head on his thigh.

“Nap time?” He runs his hand down my face.

“Just enjoying the moment.”

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