Page 75 of Colt

My princess gagged slightly.

I pulled back a little to alleviate the reflex action of her throat. “I want you to go lower, baby. Ease into it and swallow when it hits the back of your throat.”

Without hesitation, she pulled me in deep. I felt her working her throat against the tip, and my eyes rolled back with pleasure.

“That’s it, baby.” I circled my hips gently, not wanting to overpower her. Take me nice and deep.”

She moaned again before she slid me out of her mouth and then sucked me back down.

My hips jumped again. “Best fuckin’ mouth I ever had,” I crooned. “You look so fuckin’ beautiful swallowing my cock.”

She whimpered, grinding her pussy against my leg, seeking relief. Her other hand gently stroked my balls, her wet mouth gliding up and down my rigid length.

The tingle in my lower spine grew more intense, and I felt my balls tighten. Freya’s mouth was amazing, too fucking amazing. I wasn’t gonna last much longer. The temptation to come down her throat was so powerful that even the control freak in me almost threw caution to the wind and spurted inside her mouth.

The thing was, I was nearer forty than thirty. I couldn’t stay hard after coming like I used to, and I wanted more than anything for her pussy to pulse all over my cock the way it had done the night before. I wanted to take her and hold nothing back. To stretch her out until her cunt molded to me perfectly.

I wrapped her hair in my fist and slid her mouth up and off me.

She made a hissing sound and pouted. “I want more.”

My heart swelled inside my chest. This girl was perfect for me. I wished I’d seen it sooner. I’d have done anything for us to have more time.

“I’ll let you do it again tomorrow,” I promised. “Now, I want you to stand up and open your legs.”

Freya sat back on her haunches, rested both hands on my thighs, and slowly pulled herself up until she stood.

My eyes traveled from her hair down to the lacy tops of her thigh highs, and my cock wept. Her natural sexiness juxtaposed with her innocence, and I fucking loved it.

Freya’s face was bare of makeup, but she didn’t need it. Her skin glowed with health, her eyes shone brightly, and her pretty pink lips were swollen from sucking my cock.

My gaze traveled down to her heaving tits, encased in black, see-through lace, then lower to her smooth, flat stomach.

I leaned forward, resting my nose on her belly, and sniffed. Her skin held a hint of Coco Chanel from her shower gel and perfume. I loved it on her. It was everything she embodied. Classiness, sexiness, and timeless beauty.

My eyes lowered to her smooth pussy, smiling at the sexy trimmed, thin line of hair running from top to bottom. “Did you shave for me, baby?”

She shook her head. “I get waxed.”

A curl of heat wrapped around my gut. “Don’t want anyone but me near your cunt.”

“I go to a woman,” she replied softly, eyes wide.

My fingers reached out and trailed from her navel to her opening, marveling at her soft, perfumed skin. Lowering my head, I slid a finger inside her slit, groaning at how soaked she was. This was the first time I’d touched her tonight, so she’d gotten that way purely from pleasing me. That thought alone made me feel twenty feet tall.

My finger slid up to her clit and pressed down.

Freya’s hips jerked, and she whimpered.

I lowered my hand, thrusting my fingers inside her, urging her to circle her hips slightly, trying to find purchase. “Fuck my hand, baby. Take what you need, but don’t come,” I rasped.

“Please, Colt. I’m so close,” she said with a whimper, grinding against my palm.

“No!” I brought a hand up and swatted her ass, smiling to myself as her pussy flooded a little at the sharp sting. “Come here,” I ordered quietly, watching as she leaned down.

Shifting forward, I smeared my fingers across her lips. “Taste yourself.”

Her tongue darted to lick her lip. Her eyes widened, and a pink flush erupted across her chest.

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