Page 137 of Suck My Puck

Her eyelids flutter. “Braden,” she rasps.

I let out a soft growl. Just hearing her whine my name like that has my dick pulsing.

She moves to pull up the jersey she’s wearing, but I shake my head. “Jersey stays on while I fuck you, pretty girl.”

Heat flares up in her pretty cinnamon eyes. She shimmies her hips and slides down her jeans. I flip us around so that she’s against the wall now. I lean down and run my mouth along the side of her neck as I press my palm against her pussy. She shivers and whimpers.

Gently, I scrape my teeth along her soft, delicate skin. Her breathing turns ragged.

“Here’s what’s gonna happen pretty girl. I’m gonna make you come with my fingers. Then I’m bending you over and fucking you. Hard.”

When I lean up and look at her, her eyes are blazing with arousal. “Yes. I want that. I want your hand. I want your cock. Please, Braden.”

Pleasure rockets through me. My girl is so pretty when she begs.

I move my hand and slide two fingers inside of her. She gasps and grips my wrist with both hands. I gently wrap my free hand around the front of her neck. Her eyes roll back.

“Is this okay, pretty girl?”

She smiles and whines yes.

I plunge my fingers in and out of her warm, wet pussy. She tightens around me instantly.

A growl rips from my throat she whimpers, getting louder.

I start to smile as I shush her, then kiss her.

“Not so loud. Someone might hear us.”

A naughty look flashes in her eyes as she smiles up at me. “Sorry. You just make me feel so good, I can’t help it.”

“There’s nothing to apologize for. I love that I make you loud.”

With my thumb, I make soft, gentle swirls on her clit. Her jaw falls open and her eyes roll back. I press my hand a little harder against her throat.

“Braden, oh my god…”

“You like that, pretty girl? You like my fingers in your pussy, my thumb on your clit, and my hand on your throat?”

“Yes. God, yes…”

I grin, working her faster in my hand. I rake my gaze along the length of her body, drinking in the visual of her on the verge of coming while wearing my jersey.

My cock is on the verge of ripping through my pants.

It doesn’t take long before she’s shuddering between me and the wall. Her breaths turn to moans and whimpers. She starts to shake and lets out a yelp. That’s when I cover my mouth with hers and kiss her hard, swallowing the delicious noises she makes when she comes.

I moan into her mouth, so fucking turned on at seeingmy feisty, pretty girl lose her mind while this orgasm takes over her body.

When she starts to come down, I slow our kiss. She nips my bottom lip gently as I pull my mouth away, then flashes the sexiest, sweetest smile at me.

I stand there, so turned on that it hurts. But I need a moment. I need to just look at her. This woman looks so blissed out, so wrecked, so completely content.

The urge to make her happy crashes through me. The feeling inside of me expands. It feels like I can barely breathe. It’s overwhelming in the best way.

Bella is my world. My joy. My everything. And I want to spend all my days on this planet trying to make her as happy as she makes me.

I swallow through the emotion, my dick hard and pulsing and aching for her.

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