Page 77 of Fool Me Once

“Just like that,” she whispers gruffly, riding my face. “Just. Like. That.”

Satisfied with what I’m delivering her, she tilts her body forward, and her wet, hot mouth suctions around my cock. I attempt to lift my arms, wanting to pull her down harder on my mouth, but I quickly remember my wrists are tied up.

Her thighs tighten around my face as she begins to rock faster, driving my tongue deeper into her heat and pushing my cock further down her throat.

“Yes,” she growls around my dick. “Fuck … yes.”

Within seconds, her pussy is convulsing around my tongue, squeezingit tightly. I’m so fucking close to coming down her throat … just another second of her wet, hot mouth and—

When she sits up straight, my cock falls from her mouth, and her pussy thrusts against my tongue harder while she cries out. I don’t stop licking her, but, fuck … my cock is pissed off that she pulled her mouth back seconds before I blew my load down her throat.

Her body continues to rock subtly until she’s quivering, and once she slows down, pussy still on my face, she looks over her shoulder at me again. “You didn’t think I was going to let you come that fast, did you?” She tsks me. “No, Sawyer. This cock was brought up here strictly to serve me tonight, and that’s exactly what it’s going to do.”

Leaning down, she spits on me, soaking the entire length of my dick. Then, slowly, she spins around.

“That was fun and all, but I’m ready to ride this huge, aching cock.” Stretching her arm forward, she drags her fingertip up my chest. “Do you want that too, baby?”

“Yes … fuck … yes,” I grunt.

I don’t just want it; I fucking need it. I need this release like I need my next breath. If she keeps it from me, I might die.

“Then, beg for it,” she sasses, tipping her chin up.

“Please, doll,” I huff out desperately, almost as a fucking whimper. “Make me the luckiest fucking guy in the universe and fuck my dick. It’s so hard for you.”

“Only me?” she breathes.

“Only you,” I groan, not even thinking straight because I’m so fucking turned on for her right now.

When she lifts her hips, her tits spill out from the strappy bra. She hisses as she slides down onto my length, her mouth hanging open.

“Fuck, you’re so big,” she whispers, staring down at me. “You’re taking this pussy so well, baby.”

Her hips begin to rock, driving my dick deeper and deeper inside of her, and it’s fucking torture, not being able to reach up and touch her. I have no control right now, but she does. And she’s fucking beautiful, taking charge.

She fucks me hard, taking everything she wants and nothing less. Her heat swallows me up, wrapping around my cock tightly.

My balls are already tingling, and I know I won’t last long—not after she rode my face and sucked on my cock. Her hands slide to my neck, applying a little pressure, and she stares down at me while her body bounces.

“Come for me, baby boy,” she growls the moment her pussy begins to squeeze my cock tighter. “Your cum is mine now. Fill me with it. I want it all.”

“Fuck,” I groan, losing myself quicker than ever before.

My balls are fucking drawn up tight as I explode inside of her tight heat. She continues to thrust her hips back and forth, throwing her head back and crying out loudly.

Black caves in around my vision, threatening to take away the image of Gemma, completely free and in control while her mouth hangs open and her eyes roll back.

My queen. My fucking warrior.

I’d do anything to help her feel like herself again. Selfishly, I hope tonight helped her because, fuck, I’d love to do it again.

After cleaning myself up and changing into the more … appropriate clothes that I stuffed in Smith’s duffel bag, I look around the hotel room to make sure we didn’t leave anything behind before I head out.

Tonight was unlike anything I’d ever done. I might have taken control other times, but nothing like this. Tonight, I took total control. Even though this isn’t something I want to do every time we have sex, I loved every second of it, and it was incredibly liberating.

I also said some things I never ever thought would come out of my mouth. I should be a little ashamed, but Smith seemed to love every second of it.

With him at my mercy, there was nothing weighing me down, and to be honest, that was one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had. Therewas just something about stepping outside the box and daring to be a little naughty that was thrilling.

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