“I know what you’re doing and it’s not going to work.”
“So that’s someone else’s pussy wetting my stomach?”
At that, she struggled to sit, and Gus let her, grinning at how sleepily disgruntled she looked. Brittany was a lot of things, but she was never boring. She straddled his stomach, hands on his chest to hold herself up, that long blonde hair flying everywhere as she glared at him.
“Just because you have some weird chemical power over me doesn’t mean I can go without sleep. It’s the crack of dawn—”
“Six a.m. is not the crack of dawn.”
“It is if I say it is, and I’m not going to be explaining to my live audience why I look puffy and sleep deprived.”
“You can. You can tell them everything about what we did last night.”
She shot him a look of disbelief. “You want me to tell them about our sex life?”
“I want you to tell them you’re mine.”
Brittany paused at that, staring at him, and he could tell the wheels in her head were grinding, processing something. He sat quietly and waited for her to come to whatever conclusion she needed to. He wasn’t going anywhere, and if she was going to be skittish about it, he’d rather know now.
But instead of bolting, she melted a little further into him. “Fuck, that was hot. Okay. Fine. Fuck.”
She started moving, scooting down his body, and Gus was confused.
“What just happened?”
“You said something that really turned me on and now I’m blowing you, okay?”
His brain short-circuited.
“That’s, ah, not why I—”
“I know, just shut up.”
Her head was there before he could blink, her hand working his already half-hard erection with a familiarity that he savored. Brittany started slow, just gripping him tight and watching him get harder and harder as she worked him with her hand.
“Fucking hell, Gus. I’m going to have a sore jaw.”
“You don’t have to. Come up here, I’ll show you how well my jaw works.”
“Absolutely not. You wanted me awake, so here I am. Shut up and enjoy.”
And with that, she lowered her head, her tongue giving him a small lick before she put the whole head in her mouth, twirling her tongue, and Gus saw stars.
“Goddamn.”
She looked up at him, still holding his dick, her lips wet, her naked body nestled between his legs, and she was so beautiful he ached.
“Say my name.”
She reached over, taking one of his hands and putting it on her head, before sucking his cock in again, taking him even deeper down her throat. When she started to bob up and down, he couldn’t help himself, clutching her hair, pulling her back and forth on his cock.
“Brittany, you are so goddamn good, so fucking hot, with your perfect mouth and that fucking body screaming for me to fuck you.”
She hummed, the vibration hitting him with a new sensation. In reflex, he pulled her harder onto his cock, driving into her and holding her for a second before releasing.
“Sorry, baby, you’re driving me crazy.”
She let his cock out with a pop and looked up at him, her eyes glazed.