Page 75 of Faking the Book Boyfriend

I look down, and we make eye contact. I command, “Open wide, baby,” as she spreads her lips and feeds my cock into hermouth. I love watching it disappear between her full lips with her green eyes looking up at me.

Her head begins to bob up and down, never breaking that eye contact. This is the exact image that was playing in my mind when I got the piercing. It’s so erotic to see it come to life like this. This woman is my every fantasy come to life.

“Touch your pussy, baby. Then show me how wet you are. I want to see how wet sucking my cock makes you.”

Without hesitation, she slides her free hand into her panties and runs it through herself a few times before lifting her hand, showing me the evidence of her extreme arousal.

“Soaked. Like I thought.” I grab her hand and suck her fingers into my mouth. “Hmm. Tasty. I’ve missed my favorite meal.”

Her eyes shade over with lust as she stares up at me and moans on my dick. I can hear the sound of my piercing vibrating in the back of her throat.

She mumbles around me, “Fuck my mouth.”

I grab onto her hair and thrust my hips a bit. Her eyes begin to water, but she takes every inch of me. This is the greatest sight I’ve ever seen. I can’t hold off. “I’m about to blow.”

She pulls back and pants, “I want it. Give it to me. Every drop.”

Her mouth immediately latches on again. My whole fucking body tingles and goes numb as every ounce of blood travels to my cock. I let out a loud grunt as I come long and hard into her mouth. Like the goddess she is, she drinks every ounce of it.

When I’m done, I immediately lift her and smash my lips to hers. I can taste my saltiness on her.

After a deep kiss, she shoves my chest until we’re standing a few inches apart and breathes, “I have a new trope I want you to try.”

“Anything,” I mutter, “except why choose.”

She gives me a sexy smile. “Not why choose.” She bites her lip. “Ever since I saw what a good dancer you are, I can’t stop thinking of you stripping for me. I want the striptease trope.”

I narrow my eyes at her. “Is that a real trope?”

She shrugs as she looks my body up and down. “It is now.”

I smirk. “No problem.” I pull out my phone from my pocket. “You have a song in mind, ma’am? I take requests.”

She places her hands on her hips. “Only the greatest striptease song ever created from the greatest movie of all time. ‘Pony’ fromMagic Mike.”

I chuckle. “Of course. I should have known.”

I pull it up on my phone and hit play as I begin swaying my hips to the sultry beat.

She stares at my movements with amusement sparkling in her eyes.

While still dancing, I slowly tease removing my shirt, but don’t actually remove it just yet. It’s complete with a few ab rolls and hip thrusts.

She watches on with rapt fascination as she bites her bottom lip and her fingers dip into her panties.

I turn around, bend at the waist, and then slowly make my way back up. With my back still facing her, I slide my pants down my legs, bending over again.

I hear her moans of pleasure. She whispers to herself, “Best ass ever.”

After kicking my pants away, I slowly dance over to her, pick her up, and swing her around a bit. She squeals with delight before I lay her on the ground.

Maintaining an arm’s length distance as I hover above her, I roll my body and gyrate over her just like the guys do in the movie, teasing but not yet touching any part of her body. I suck her Gemma-soaked fingers into my mouth all without breaking stride.

She writhes and breathes, “You’re so hot.”

I barely brush my covered cock across her covered pussyeach time I roll my hips over her. Her eyes flutter with each pass and she attempts to thrust her hips up, desperate for contact.

Looking around the room, I notice a Santa hat hanging on her Christmas tree. I stand and quickly grab it before placing it on my head.

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